November 20th, 2007

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Because one day of thanksgiving isn't enough (2 of 7)

Today, I'm thankful for seasons. It's hard for me to imagine living in a place without clear seasons. The year I lived in Guatemala and traveled from place to place and more or less never had a winter ended up feeling curiously like one extended summer.* And that was fun, and all, but it was bizarrely timeless.

Since I grew up in a climate with four clear seasons, I really mark the year by those. And I love the variety that comes with weather; not just seasonally, but daily. This makes New England a good place for me, as we usually have a lot of variety. Even great weather gets a little old if you have it every day. And there's something awfully nice about a cold, blustery day spent curled up on the couch with a hot cocoa and a good book.

I like how the different seasons make me feel, and that they're an excuse to wear different clothing, and to do different things. I like getting to see the world as a new place every couple of months, and passing time not just as a line, but as a cycle.

Plus, of course, today, I'm thankful for the snow and coziness that comes with winter.

* To be fair, that probably also related to the fact that the whole experience was a lot like a long, adventurous summer vacation.

Why do I have no snow icon??
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Because one day of thanksgiving isn't enough (2.5 of 7)

An extra bonus thankfulness!:

I'm thankful for transformation. I'm thankful for who I am today and the path I've taken to get here. I'm thankful for who I'll be tomorrow, and the rocky path from here to there. I'm thankful for Guatemala, for hardship, for grace, for chicken buses and SCUBA diving and nights spent tossing and turning and feeling lost and alone and waking up still alive and still stumbling my way from one place to the next. I'm thankful for things I never thought I'd do and for things I never thought outside the box far enough to even bother thinking I'd never do and for wonder and strangeness and bewilderment. I'm thankful for comfort, for cheeks bright red from the cold, for gingerbread, for knees (yes, your knees, and mine), for questions and answers and questions without answers, for longing, fulfillment, direction, wandering, and the deeply, deeply unknown. I'm thankful for the world and sky and, as if you couldn't tell, intoxication.

Good night.