Thankful For This Crazy Messed Up Beautiful Life

Thanksgiving reminds us to be thankful for all that we have, all that we are, and all that we’ve been. It’s a time to think about what we want to do, and who we want to be tomorrow and forever.

It’s a time to reflect and to remember that every single person that you pass on the sidewalk has a story that will make you laugh. That they each have a story that will bring you to your knees with tears and grief, no matter what they look like.

Let’s remember that all riots and all wars have two sides. That each person involved believes, with complete conviction, that he is right. Even when we *know* that they are wrong.

Everybody feels. Just. Justified.

People wearing rags may have once ruled Wall Street. People dripping diamonds may be trying to figure out how to not lose their homes. Each is important and here. Each have colorful pasts and futures.

This Thanksgiving, please join me in remembering that WE ALL battle and celebrate. We battle and celebrate language, school, and the milestones met and unmet. We battle fears and hopes and celebrate dreams and achievements.

We dance for personal victories and feel small and huge in the same day.

Often, we battle and celebrate silently.

Please join me in remembering that we’re more alike than different.

Please join me in celebrating life, for what it is. It’s crazy gorgeous, incredibly messy, scary, unknown, and completely worth it.

Especially when we open our minds and our hearts. Especially when we forgive and accept. Especially when we know that there are always always ALWAYS more than the sides we see.

We’re flawed. We’re broken and gifted with the power to fix. To heal. To love. Let’s be thankful for the blessings that we can control, and for those that we cannot. Let’s be thankful for this crazy messed up beautiful and amazing life.