Pamela Llano Zesty Mom
It's Thanksgiving, and I have oh so much to be thankful for this year..
There are folks who will, for some reason I cannot possibly understand, take the gratitude portion out the name of the lone holiday in America with such a focus, and instead refer to it as "Turkey Day." Please don't.
It's Thanksgiving, that name implies Giving Thanks~ yes, most of us will gorge ourselves on turkey, but I hope that the main point is celebrating with people we love and being grateful for all that we have. And most of us have an awful lot.
While the "Turkey Day" reference used to make me feel like my head was going to pop from frustration, I'm learning to let go. I don't need to feel personally affronted by the stripping the holiday of the meaning it's name. Instead, I should probably quit complaining on a holiday about gratefulness, and just focus on my own blessings.
I mentioned that there are a bunch, right?
So much has happened over the last year that has shown me that my kids and I are loved and supported big time, that the world is full of wonderfully kind people, that being open and dreaming pays off, and that we are totally capable of finding ways to pull off all kinds of awesomeness.
I know for sure that the practice of gratitude is one big thing that has helped me get through my darkest of days and to see that there was in fact light and the end of the tunnel. And even in the gloomiest of times, when it was really hard to see through the cr@p, the good stuff was still always there.
Not to be cheesy with metaphors, but you know how the sun is still there behind the clouds during a storm? It's like that.
The good stuff is always there, we just have to keep looking, and sometimes it's a little (or a lot) harder than others, but it's always worth the effort. Especially since the alternative is bitterness, which I'm pretty sure causes unsightly wrinkles.
So, as I prepare to eat, drink and be merry with a loud, crazy and very entertaining bunch of family, I'm wishing everyone a very Happy Thanksgiving. I'm also wondering if it's too tacky to just wear stretchy yoga pants to the festivities in anticipation of the aftermath of the feast?
If you have people you're thankful for, be sure to tell them, and I'd love to hear what you're grateful for in the comments, if you'd like to share. If you like this, I hope you'll like it on Facebook and share it with a friend as well!
Who is Zesty Mom?
I'm an Artist, Writer, Funschooling Facilitator, Empowered Living Advocate, Wanna-be Organic Gardening Foodie, Travel Loving Life Explorer, Former Goat Herding Chicken Lady, and Full Time Mamacita Extraordinaire to a Couple of Cage Free Kids.
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