Perhaps it is more important now to give thanks. We are in a space–the kind that arrives every 100 years or so–where the human population is challenged with a virus capable of decimating the population (for the record: decimation is the removal of 1 in every 10, and while the virus has been mitigated to the point where that has not happened, it is causing problems) and we are left to decide how to respond.
I’m not going to focus on the politicization of the virus here. Instead I want to talk about how important family is and how much I wish I’d done a better job leading up to now cultivating that sense of family. I fear my family –my combined family–is gender split where the men go off and do their thing and the women do the same. The women are all adults–the only adults, so it is expected that I go with the women and be a part of adult things. I have no issue with that, though I do feel out of place from time to time depending on where the conversation goes. I suspect they all feel the same when in the midsts of 5 boys. Generally, they leave the space when the boys start to discuss their boy things.
I am thankful for the family I have. I am thankful for the opportunity to grow with them and learn ways that are different than what I came up with. I am thankful for the love I share with my lady. I am thankful for what that can become.
Some Thoughts:
- It feels as though all I talk about anymore is relationships and depression and football. I need new material.