Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.
Why yes, I'm still Yorkshire through and through. But I have so much to give thanks for. So.
Thanks for you. Yes, you. I know I posted this a few days back, but it bears saying again. You make my life worth living, each and every one of you. You'll never know the impact you have on my life, nor how precious you are to me. Don't dismiss this because you think we don't really know each other, don't speak, don't comment much, etc etc - I mean you too. May you and your loved ones keep far from harm through this winter. No matter what, know that you are loved.
Thanks for this life I live. I have it pretty good, and I'm happy.
Thanks for a home, a (paying) job, a husband who loves me entirely (even the weird bits), the other (unpaid) jobs, a bicycle, a laptop, my sight, my fingers.
Thanks for Lush Helping Hands handcream. Thanks for raspberries. Thanks for Solitaire's Journey. Thanks for knitting and dressmaking and slashfic.
Thanks for family, regardless of the past. Thanks for the family I choose every day; my incredible friends.
Thanks for the kindness and compassion and wisdom and humour of the people around me. And thanks for letting me be here, just hanging out, on the edges of your lives, y'all. You need me, I'm here. And when I need you, I know where to find you.
God was generous when he gave me such riches. Something I can never say thanks enough for. So, thanks for everything. Happy Thanksgiving.
Why yes, I'm still Yorkshire through and through. But I have so much to give thanks for. So.
Thanks for you. Yes, you. I know I posted this a few days back, but it bears saying again. You make my life worth living, each and every one of you. You'll never know the impact you have on my life, nor how precious you are to me. Don't dismiss this because you think we don't really know each other, don't speak, don't comment much, etc etc - I mean you too. May you and your loved ones keep far from harm through this winter. No matter what, know that you are loved.
Thanks for this life I live. I have it pretty good, and I'm happy.
Thanks for a home, a (paying) job, a husband who loves me entirely (even the weird bits), the other (unpaid) jobs, a bicycle, a laptop, my sight, my fingers.
Thanks for Lush Helping Hands handcream. Thanks for raspberries. Thanks for Solitaire's Journey. Thanks for knitting and dressmaking and slashfic.
Thanks for family, regardless of the past. Thanks for the family I choose every day; my incredible friends.
Thanks for the kindness and compassion and wisdom and humour of the people around me. And thanks for letting me be here, just hanging out, on the edges of your lives, y'all. You need me, I'm here. And when I need you, I know where to find you.
God was generous when he gave me such riches. Something I can never say thanks enough for. So, thanks for everything. Happy Thanksgiving.
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Date: 2008-11-28 10:20 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-11-28 02:46 pm (UTC)From:Self-image is a weird thing. Mine doesn't so much involve an image of myself as it does an idea of myself as being somewhere between 14 and 20-ish, a tomboy and not someone to be looked twice at. I forget about my body; it's a bit odd, I suppose, but possibly it explains my wonky proprioception when I walk into doorways and things like that. *shrug*
I'd say you look different, but your smile is just the same, even if it's been sadly missing in action for a while - I'm very glad it's coming back because it suits you and I have missed seeing it. :)
Actually, I think I look at photos a bit oddly, too... It's just so clearly you, that the difference on the outside is mainly the shirt, to my eyes.
You know, I think I'm going to go take my oddities off to make a cuppa. *is weirded out by myself*
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Date: 2008-11-27 04:08 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2008-11-27 05:46 pm (UTC)From:Thanks for coming to Boxercise with me!!
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Date: 2008-11-28 10:21 am (UTC)From:Not short and violent at all. Nope. Nuh-uh. *grin*
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Date: 2008-11-27 06:47 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-11-28 10:22 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-11-28 10:38 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-11-28 02:57 pm (UTC)From:I'm very glad Paul listened - he's a stronger person than I'd be, I think, and I do hope he's feeling better today.
*big hugs*
De nada - it's easy for me to be here on the other end of the keyboard. It's desperately hard to be the ones going through this. Anything I can do is negligible compared with what you guys are doing. So again, the very best of luck.
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Date: 2008-11-27 08:14 pm (UTC)From:*hugs* have a good un-thanksgiving!
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Date: 2008-11-28 10:23 am (UTC)From:*big hugs* You too!
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Date: 2008-11-27 10:46 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2008-11-28 03:01 pm (UTC)From:I'm very relieved you've made progress. I know this is going to be a long road, but the very best of luck on this, and if you need to talk, you know where I am and you're always welcome. :)
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Date: 2008-11-28 03:32 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-11-28 03:35 pm (UTC)From:*big hugs*
Thank you. :)