I am thankful….

Tomorrow, I’ll be spending most of the day in transit, and it’s unclear to me at this point how much blogging I’ll be able to sneak in once I arrive at my ultimate destination.  So, before I lose access to my computer, I wanted to put together a list of things that make me thankful.

I’m thankful that I have a loving family, even if we don’t always see eye to eye on all things.  In an unstable world, a stable nuclear family is one of life’s great blessings.

I’m thankful that this same loving family, from youngest to oldest, enjoys good health.  As to the oldest in my family (and we’re talking octogenarians), I am reasonably certain that I will be able to enjoy their presence in my life for some time to come.

I’m thankful for the endless bounty that America offers:  food, shelter, reasonable safety from the extreme threats of the world, economic opportunity (even in down times), and unparalleled freedom.  I never take for granted the sheer dumb luck that saw me being born in late 20th century America, and not in some other place, at some other time.

I’m thankful for this blog, which provides an endless outlet for my verbal and political energy.

I’m thankful for my blog readers, who have become a very important community to me, and whose friendship I cherish more than any one of them can imagine.

I’m thankful that I really like my in-laws, since I’ll be spending several days in their company.  The fact that they’re well-informed and, as I am, neocons, means that I’ll have a lot of mental stimulation that should be reflected in my blog upon my return.

I’m thankful for Don Quixote’s friendship.  His entry into my life, and the fact that we ended up being friends, was something I never anticipated, and I am perpetually grateful.  I’m also grateful that his wife is a generous and wonderful soul who recognizes that ours is a true platonic friendship, and makes the friendship even stronger by being a cheerful, intelligent and interesting participant in our lunches whenever she is available.

I’m thankful for martial arts, which makes me feel strong and gives me a learning curve when so much else in my life has flat-lined.  (I’ll never really figure out how to be “the perfect” mother, I know how to be a lawyer, and there’s only so good you can get at folding laundry.)  Who knew I’d love tackling people and taking them down?

I’m thankful that, no matter how bitter this last election was (and it was very bitter), we are still looking forward to a peaceful handover of power in January 2009.  Look back on world history and you will appreciate what an extraordinary accomplishment that his.  I wish President Obama a safe and short presidency, that sees him forced to govern to the center, to the great disappointment of his more fervent admirers.

So, if you don’t hear from me again before Thursday — Happy Thanksgiving!

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  • Deana

    What a good post!

    I find myself being more grateful than ever for my family. They help me focus on what is important in these times of instability and uncertainty.

    I’m grateful to America and all of those who ever fought to preserve her and the ideas that so many of us here hold dear. I do not take America for granted and only hope that I can somehow pay her back at least a little bit for all that she gave me.

    I’m grateful for my education and love of reading. I can’t imagine spending my life not knowing the pleasure one can get from books.

    I’m grateful for freedom of speech that is firmly rooted in responsibility and respect for individual liberties.

    I’m grateful for the internet – if I were not aware of the many people out there who are fighting the good fight, I would surely despair. I know I’m not alone.

    I’m grateful to God for all of these things and good health. I have the energy to think and work and contribute in my own little way and it’s a blessing. Really, God is so very good and I don’t thank Him nearly enough.

    Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving everyone!

    Deana

  • BrianE

    Thank you Bookworm for this blog. Your posts are thought provoking, and it is a great privilege to share cyber space with some incredibly thoughful people.

    I thank the God of the Universe that made himself known to us through his Son, Jesus, and demonstrated his love toward us. And today God patiently calls for all to return to him.

    I’m thankful, for better or worse, that the election is over.

    Have a great Thanksgiving, all.

    Brian

  • Danny Lemieux

    And to all of you on this blog, thank you for constantly humbling me with the depth of your thoughts. Happy Thanksgiving!

  • Ymarsakar

    I’m also grateful that his wife is a generous and wonderful soul who recognizes that ours is a true platonic friendship, and makes the friendship even stronger by being a cheerful, intelligent and interesting participant in our lunches whenever she is available.

    I bet you did that just to avoid reading all those comments praising your “husband” ; )

    Who knew I’d love tackling people and taking them down?

    *raises hand* I had faith in you, Book, that you’d show them what’s what.

    Have a safe and wonderful Thanksgiving, Book. You deserve it, woman.

    I’m thankful, for better or worse, that the election is over.

    It is not the beginning of the end. At best, it is the end of the beginning.

  • http://bookwormroom.com Bookworm

    Re #4: Y, sometimes you are absolutely scary in your insights, although I will add that Mrs. DQ is an exceptional and wonderful person, and I delight in her friendship as much as I do in DQ’s — I just see her less often.

  • Mike Devx

    In my early days here in Bookland, I was one of those who assumed DQ was Book’s husband. When Book (gently) corrected me, it was quite embarrassing!

    And recently, onmy first encounters with Ozzie here, I thought Ozzie was a guy. And we temporarily had a visitation from a fellow, late October timeframe – who thought so VERY, VERY highly of himself! – whose pseudonym had me convinced for a few days that he was a she. Ah, those pernicious assumptions.

  • Charles Martel

    Um, uh, Mike. . .

    I know my name implies I am male, but the truth is that I am. . . .

    . . .French.

  • Ellie2

    I know my name implies I am male, but the truth is that I am. . . .

    . . .French.

    Right: neuter

  • Ymarsakar

    Re #4: Y, sometimes you are absolutely scary in your insights

    I chalk it up to my moderately long history here, reading you, Book.

    Part of analysis is not just crunching numbers or odds but also memorizing the small details to be used later: like now.

    The mark of an accurate analyst is not whether he has an open mind or a closed one, but whether he can tie the puzzle pieces together from any number of data points. This requires a selective opening and closing of one’s mind, rather than a default state called ‘open” or “closed”.

  • Charles Martel

    Ellie2, non.

    It’s the Swiss that are neuters.

    The Swedish, too, if I’m not mistaken.

  • Charles Martel

    I remember teaming up with Don Quixote soon after I whupped Islamic ass at Tours.

    He was a strange, dude, though. We divided up our targets in a campaign somewhere in northern Spain.

    My guys took out about 20,000 Moors.

    Don took out about 200 of their windmills.

    All in all, not a bad day.