Thanksgiving is quickly approaching, and I’m reminded how much there is to be thankful for. Thankful for what I have and for what I don’t have. Thankful for the things in my pocket and the people around me. Thankful for the experiences I’ve been through and the ones I dodged.
So I am dedicating each Thursday of this month until Thanksgiving to pause from the busyness and make a conscious effort to be thankful.
Today I am thankful for…
^ First day of work. I thought that this ill-fitted apron was so legit.
It’s been (heavily) sprinkled throughout this blog that I’m a recent barista at a local coffee shop. And I am so thankful to have a job I love. A job I look forward to go to each day, even on days I have to wake up before the sun does. I’m thankful for a boss who is supportive and encouraging. Thankful for co-workers who ask me how I’m doing and willingly pick up conflict shifts. Thankful for regulars who drop more than leftover pennies into the tip jar. Thankful for free coffee and goodies. Thankful for pandora stations and good music. And most importantly, thankful for a job, period.. Those extra rolls of cash have been useful for girls nights and $5 fro-yos.
^ one of the many cute texts my mom sends me
Sometimes I get homesick. I miss the sound of my dogs barking or the warmth when they cuddle next to me. I miss my blue blanket and lazy car rides in the nissan. I miss going to target just because. I miss clothes that magically get washed and folded. I miss korean food… But my mom showers me with love even from miles and miles away to ease the homesickness. Through funny texts and photos of daily adventures of the dogs, she reminds me she still cares. I wish I could show off all the funny cards, text messages, emails, and packages she sends on a regular basis. I am so grateful to have a mom who is so interested in every facet of my life. So grateful to have a mom who supports anything I do. So grateful to have a mom who wants me to be happy and will move mountains to get there.
^ We never take photos together, so this is all I could scavenge… But you can already tell that they are clearly not normal.
Thankful for these charming or not so charming girls who are the sisters I never had. Really. These girls have seen me at my absolute worst; when I’m angry, hungry, tired, or a horrid combination of them all, and they still love me and sit with me. Thankful that they genuinely want what’s best for me. Thankful that they make me laugh and teach me to laugh at myself, too. Thankful that they have so much faith in who I am and where I’m going in life. Thankful that they love in the forms of food and gifts and funny post-it notes. Thankful that they stay up late to talk with me, for the fifth night in the row. Thankful that fill me up with encouraging words. But most importantly, thankful that they order massive amounts of food with me.
Oh, this guy. 2 1/2 years and even for that, I’m so thankful. Thankful that he is still a man I respect, love, and like; and that those feelings are reciprocated. Thankful for how much we’ve grown and how much our relationship has progressed. Thankful that he lets me order two dishes at a restaurant when I can’t decide. Thankful that he holds my purse when we go shopping. Thankful that he listens to my stories, and he actually enjoys them. Thankful that he is not only my boyfriend, but my best friend. Thankful that with each new season, we learn different things. This season, I learned what a luxury it is to have him one flight of stairs away, let alone, on campus this semester. I don’t deserve it, it’s a luxury; and I’m reminded not take that for granted. Because next semester when I study abroad, we will be forced to do long distance all over again. I also learned to be secure in our relationship despite our absences and busyness. And that fact alone is a testament to how much we’ve grown. It calms me and gives me hope that he and I will last another season. I hope we spend every season together.