I have a lot to be thankful for this year and I am deeply grateful for the opportunities I’ve had and the good doctors I’ve seen and the good things that have happened to me.
I’m aware that I wouldn’t even have a chance at a good life if not for a lot of complex and sometimes tragic things I had no control over.
I am extremely fortunate. I try to keep that in mind.
And I know I’m always kissing your butts, but I’m going to do it again. Every good thing that’s happened to me since I started blogging has happened because I started blogging and because y’all read me.
I would have never been to a strip club or eaten tortilla de patatas or sat in Boston watching a play that I wrote and a million other things, if not for y’all.
I’m a weird person. I don’t say that as a putdown of myself or anything. It’s just the truth. I’m charismatic and easy enough to get along with, but I really hate meeting new people or getting together in large groups even with people I love and it’s hard for me to make friends, because it’s hard for me to make those gestures that people need to know that their friendships are welcome.
And yet, here you guys are, day after day, talking and arguing and making such brilliant points and I feel so deeply, deeply honored to know you, even if only virtually.
You make me feel less awkward and more confident. You make me feel like I have a community. You have made my life better.
And I don’t know what, if anything, I can do to return the favor. My debt to you is enormous.
But I’m glad to be indebted to you. I’ve been indebted to a lot of folks in my life–credit card companies, car loan people, student loan people, banks, parents, etc.–and this is by far the most pleasant and rewarding debt to have.
So, today, I’ll be giving thanks for all y’all.
Well, that and trying to get a picture of Mack in his apron…