When I was a little girl, my family didn't have a lot of money. We always had food on the table, but I never had the clothes, toys or snacks I wanted. I dreamed of a day when I could go to the supermarket and pick out whatever suits my mood and just buy it.
The day is now here, and I am living the dream. If you read over my previous posts, you can see I struggle everyday with some aspects of my life that I'm not thrilled about. But that in no way shapes what the overall theme is of my life: I made it, and I'm living the American dream. Of having a one-in-a-billion amazing husband. Of having a daughter so sweet and smart. Of having a positive outlook on life (mostly.) Of having our health, and not least importantly our mental health. Of just being happy overall. Of not counting pennies. Of buying my daughter the toys I want for her (and the toys she wants). Of having a new car (seriously, sometimes I drive in my new-ish car, about 3 years old, and I marvel at how I grew up to buy myself a new car!). Of just living this life the way I envisioned more than 20 years ago. I may not have the dream job (right now), or a dream house quite yet, but I have a dream life, and for that I am thankful every minute of every day.
In the first Sex and the City movie, Charlotte becomes pregnant and says to Carrie, "Nobody gets everything they want! Look at you. Look at Miranda. You're good people and you two both got shafted. I'm so happy and...something bad is going to happen." Sometimes I worry about being so overjoyed at all that I have. But then I remember, it's not that bad things haven't happened to me recently, or that everything has just been perfect. It's that I still have what I need to make me happy... and eternally thankful, for the health that's been given to me and my loved ones, for the ability to work hard, and for the mental prowess I possess to persevere, and look beyond the losses and negatives that come my way.
A very happy Thanksgiving to all!