I overheard that gem recently while shopping for Thanksgiving dinner, Modern Philosophers.
Of course, it piqued my interest, so I had to listen in a little longer to see if these strangers had just survived a fearsome brush with death.
Turns out, they were just bitching about Trump, and saying we were lucky the President hadn’t gotten us all killed in a nuclear war with North Korea.
But that did get the Deep Thoughts flowing.
Gratitude really is relative.
If you are faced with the prospect of all out nuclear war, I guess you would be thankful just to be alive.
Since I never stop thinking, those Deep Thoughts churned back to the surface today on Thanksgiving Eve.
It started off as a decent day. It was much warmer than yesterday, so I got in a great run without any fear of frostbite.
Unfortunately, I still had to go to work, which always means the crushing of any good mood is inevitable.
As my day forced me into a grumbly mood, I decided to go for a walk. It was pouring, but I didn’t care because I had an umbrella, I’m not a wicked witch so water wasn’t going to kill me, and I just needed to be away from that which was melting my brain.
Walking through puddles did help my mood, and I used the quiet time to think.
Yes, my job can be really horrible at times, but I am thankful to be gainfully employed. Despite the headaches and stress, it does provide me with a steady paycheck, which keeps the roof of The House on the Hill over my head and food in the fridge.
As I continued to do laps around the parking lot, I kept passing my new car. Yes, having to lease the RAV4 has caused some financial stress, but I am thankful that I have a new, much more trustworthy vehicle at my disposal. With winter on the horizon, I am grateful that I have four wheel drive and a reliable car to transport me through the snow.
Even though I was getting soaked, despite the tiny umbrella I was using to protect my 6’3″ frame, I was thankful that I have turned into the kind of fitness nut who goes for a walk in a torrential downpour. I am grateful that I have stuck with my exercise program, have greatly improved my health, and have lost over sixty lbs.
Despite the fact that Thanksgiving is not my favorite time, and I’m not thrilled about spending another holiday alone, I’m thankful that I have the memories that cause me to get upset this time of year. I would not be the man I am today without my past, and overcoming those obstacles has made me a stronger person.
It is so easy to find fault with the world and our lives, but the real challenge is sorting through the mess to find the precious nuggets of positivity. They are there. You’ve just got to dig through all your cynicism and negativity to find them.
Forrest Gump told us that life is like a box of chocolates, but I’m going to do him one better, Modern Philosophers.
Life is like a dumpster packed with trash. You can be pissed off at the world that it’s parked right beneath your window and stinking up the place, or you can dig through it and find the treasure.
You might even be thankful I suggested it…
Happy Thanksgiving, Modern Philosophers!