Greetings, Tribe!
This time of year has me getting all emotional and reflective. I try not to get all sappy, it seems too cliché, but screw it!
I am so freaking blessed. Luck. There’s no such thing, but blessings are real and I have been so fortunate to have been surrounded by many.
This year I have had the privilege of working with a subset of the homeless population for significant length of time. Working with these individuals gave me such pause. They were the nicest, most respectful people and yet the circumstances of their life took them down a road different than mine. Speaking with them, they could be any one of us, but life took them down a different path, a detour. How blessed am I to be able to walk down a smooth, a paved road through life, while these persons have to strive heroically to make it down a treacherous trail, just hoping that there might be smooth pavement at the end?
I am so blessed. Blessed to have a family that gets along and speaks to each other. We drive each other nuts, but we all know that at the end of the day we have each others’ backs. Blessed to have a career that I love. I am a musician and can make a living! The people around me continually help me to realize my dreams and support me as I continually pursue those dreams. (And boy do I dream big!). Blessed to have a roof over my head, clothes on my back, a car that doesn’t make me panic every time I turn the key. Blessed to be healthy to run every day, to be able to not only walk but to run free! Blessed that I live in a country where I am free! Where I can live as a feminist and not be horrifically penalized. Blessed to have flocks of friends from every walk of life with whom I can laugh and cry, with whom I can be me. Blessed to have found someone who loves me for being me, who has never has made me feel less than, who can challenge me, who is my biggest supporter. Blessed to be marrying into a family that I feel is my family. Blessed. I am so blessed.
I wish you all nothing but the most blessed Christmas (or whatever you celebrate) Season.
Happy Trails, Friends!
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