I'm thankful for family, friends, and the simple things in life. I love that first cup of coffee in the morning, electric blankets, leaves crunching underfoot, a warm roof over my head. Even though I'd rather still have my big old house in the woods where so much of my life happened, I've been so close to homelessness that I never take housing for granted.
I'm thankful for pets, who are always available for a cuddle. These dogs love me unconditionally and want only to please me. They also know I adore them and will almost always let them lick my dinner plate when I'm finished. Sometimes I'm *not* finished, and let 'em have it anyway.
I'm thankful for my faith, which has seen me through a lot of losses in my life. I've often questioned it during these past two years since my husband passed away, but something in me holds on to a glimmer of hope that there's something better for me after this life is done. It may not work for everyone, but it does for me.
And, I'm thankful for being able to come here day after day and year after year, to drink deeply of the wisdom of other nurses and, once in a while, share some of my own. I've been here for 16 years, and even though I no longer practice I want to stay relevant.