This Thanksgiving I am reminded how many things I have to be thankful for, the same as most of you lovely people. I could go into a speech about Daughter and Husband and all of our blessings in the past year. This morning, though, as I was lying in bed refusing to get my day started, I thought about the immediate thing I have to be grateful for day in and day out.
If you’ve been following the blog you know that there are a few struggles in my day to day life. While I have more things to be grateful for than I can even count, the mental issues that I fight daily are a hurdle. Because I work from home, Husband has long hours, and Daughter goes to school, I often find myself alone. On my good days, when my after work alone time begins at 9:00 a.m., I clean and run errands. I complete tasks around the house and prepare for the after school time of day. I cook and help with homework. I oversee music practice and monitor screen time. I force outdoor active play. On my bad days, I sleep. I sleep and I stream tv shows and I sleep some more. I try to cook if I can. I try to shower. I try not to snap at Daughter or Husband when he gets home. I sleep.
On my good days and on my bad days, I have a single constant. There is a group of beasts living in my home who rely on me for several times a day. I’ve written about our two dogs and cat before, and you probably know that I adore them more than anyone probably should love their animals. These animals are my daily companions. They give me the interactions that I desperately need in a day. They often force me to get up and move my body. Sometimes the younger dog needs exercise that I cannot give her, so I pack her into the car and take her to the dog park, where I chat with other pet parents and compare notes. Sometimes I simply bring her to the pet store and chat with the owner about what’s new in our little world.
I never thought I’d be a person who had more than one dog, but I am so thankful that I am. As I cuddled bob of them this morning, I told them how much I love them. They looked me in the eyes as if to say that they knew and that they loved me, too. So thank you Husband, for saying yes, twice, the second time after much labored persuasion. Thank you Daughter, for being in my side. Thank you Cat for tolerating everything and still climbing on our laps as soon as we have made them. Thank you Dog the Older for having a bounce in your step again after so very many years. Thank you Dog the Younger, for giving life and the need to move to all members of the house. And, as always, thank you Universe for giving them all to me.