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Belated Giving Of Thanks

Ever since I joined Facebook, I'm amazed at how shallow people are. Even those, who I thought shared common views with, fall into this selfish rut, sometime after Halloween. Thanksgiving always brings out what most feel is their sincerity, thoughtfulness and unselfish side, but then why is every posts the same? Why do so many thank people for all they do? Why would you choose a holiday to share your admiration? Isn't it a cliche? I'm not saying, you aren't thankful, I'm simply saying it's selfishness you are praising, not sincerity. Why are all but a handful of posts about what others have done for them. Whether big or small it's all about how we benefited from their actions. I'm sure, I could scroll back or check some old blogs and find the same, but I doubt I've ever seen this time of year as solely a time to acknowledge help. I've always been one who values what people do for us. The people who I share a mutual bond with where the giving isn't part of the equation, because it's we both receive time together. I've spent so much time alone lately, that much of that part of my life is lost, but I'm thankful for the memories and the knowledge that some will always have a place at the table waiting and I for them. I'm thankful for mutual understanding. I'm appreciative to those who care that I'm gone, but I'm thankful to those who've taught me more in their silence. I'm appreciative to my family, for always being there when the chips or down, but thankful for the every day reminder that they don't stay down. I'm appreciative for a warm meal and a roof over my head, but I'm thankful that I've been there when others needed it from me.  I'm appreciative for the one person who has made me feel so missed, but thankful for the one who proved to me that simple distance isn't worth a friendship. Who knows how many years I would have wasted, calling them friend. I'm appreciative for those who say "how are you," but thankful for those who say "when will I see you."

I'm appreciative for the little I have. I'm thankful for never feeling that I need more. 

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