Thanksgiving Honesty

19 thoughts on “Thanksgiving Honesty”

  1. Argh I hate to “like” this. I shall not make platitudes nor hollow statements, as you’ve had your share of those. Another reason to feel anger against the “not worthy”. Fuck…just said I wasn’t going to do that. Fuck it…deserved to be said. And I’ll continue to say. I so wish my words alone could bring some peace…some respite…some fucking justice.

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      1. I am so glad…remember…only an email away. I have a fuckload of venting space in your section of the inbox. And no “fucking idiots” allowed in this game room. Only rule is you have to say whatever you need to or want to whenever you need to or want to. There’s a no holding back clause. Deal?

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  2. I think that there must be a way for some people to really see that it doesn’t take much to help. It’s just that all the people you know need to remember where you are and what you truly need. My prayers for more people to open their eyes and notice. A new outfit for themselves or send some rent or grocery money to you. You are thought of and remembered tomorrow and every day. Happy Thanksgiving to you and Kristian. It isn’t the food, it’s the thoughts and togetherness. Bless both of you.
    Your aunt Joan❤️

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      1. The entire world would be a better place. I like to think that most of us were brought up with share and share alike. To give makes one happy. You always have something to give if only your time and an ear. How do we get back on track. I like your idea of a Magic wand!
        Whenever in need, get in touch. I may not have a lot, but I may have more than you and I always care and am willing. Ask and ye shall receive! Love you!

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  3. And bring me some damn flowers!!! (an old post I wrote because people hardly ever stay with you for the long haul but at first you can’t sneeze without 10 boxes of tissues being sent your way…then they fade off into the sunset) I do not know how people can’t be happy for the simplest things, but when you have a chronic condition, you have a laundry list of memories you’d like to be thankful for again… those who don’t get ‘chronic’ just can’t wrap their head around this concept of KNOWING you will never be the person you once were, that time is done. Excellent post Kit~Kim

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    1. Thank you, Kim!

      It’s amazing to me, it truly is, how ungrateful people are and how much they take for granted. At church on Sunday there was a special speaker who called down anyone with a need for healing to be prayed for and there were tears over things that to me seem so small. I felt guilty for looking at them and thinking, “oh that’s all?!” when I have ALL of this. Like, I get that your broken foot is a bummer right now, I really do; but I don’t have a foot to break.

      And the people who aren’t there for the long haul?! So sad and so true. It’s like it is annoying and inconvenient for them that I’m living with chronic illness. Everyone visits when you’re in the hospital and everyone calls. Once you go home with all your problems in tow, it’s mostly no one who comes to visit and no one who calls. Thanks for seeing that angle! Thanks for understanding. Thanks for reminding me I’m not alone in this boat called the S.S. Chronic.

      Kit

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      1. All we can do sometimes is row that boat and I’ll be your bosun! Count me in! Have a happy Thanksgiving Day, let the worries go for one day… watch the parade and the game and just be. One day without worries. (I am getting overdraft notices left and right!!! I don’t know how I’ll get rent paid either but I’ll just row faster, AFTER a day of thanks.) ~kim

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  4. I thought I’d maybe make it to 50 years old. I have surpassed that. On my birthdays I celebrate another year of being alive. Of living and seeing each step and day of the way my path goes. The older I get the happier I get. I am able to watch my children grow and live their lives. Spend time with my husband and still with my mother. I drink each day like a good glass of wine. Slowly and fully. Using all of my senses. To be thankful for anytime I am given. It may be gone tomorrow. This is the one thing that most people don’t see or feel. They think life goes on. We know better. Enjoy and love today for what it is. 🌹

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