So, my last post. It was kind of lame.
I mean, I meant it. I am thankful for creation. Nature’s nice. Sunsets are pretty. Sometimes they make me feel all poetic.
But it’s not the thing I’m most thankful for. I was afraid that the thing I’m most thankful for would sound cliche. But there I go again, thinking too much. If I say this, will they think that? When will I ever learn to just trust myself.
Because the thing I’m most thankful for. It’s not leaves or snow or sunshine.
It’s people.
When I have a bad day, the sky blazing pink isn’t the thing that will turn it around.
A hug from a friend will.
When I’m sad, rustling leaves don’t stop the tears.
The kind words of a friend do.
So I’m making the commitment for the rest of the month to blog each day about a friend who has changed my life. Who I’m thankful for.
I won’t say their names. They’ll know who they are.
I will show you a slice of who they are. A few words. A glimmer of a picture.
I will tell you what’s on my heart.
Not what I think you want to hear.
