Today, I thank God for waking me up with the warm blanket of sunlight on my legs.

I thank God for the special blaring alarm clock I have that is so loud is wobbles and trembles while it shrieks. I thank God I need it to wake up, because that means I might miss a few classes and appointments, but I always, always have a deep night’s sleep.

I thank God for the dreams last night that I can’t remember, though I think I can recall it had something to do with purple fish and McDonald’s. I thank God that I can wake up without fear of having a mouse sniffling into my face. I thank God I got both of them.

I thank God for the coffee I am sipping right now, a blend of cheap generic ground coffee sweetened with a packet of chocolate creamer I “borrowed” from 7-Eleven. I thank God that I can drink it and enjoy it so tremendously, the sweet, milky, bitter concoction stirring my senses back to life.

I thank God that I am not spending Thanksgiving alone, even though my family is hundreds of miles away. I thank God for the sweet emails my parents sometimes send me, even though their grammar makes me cringe. I thank God for the snippets of conversations I have with my brother via our iPhones…and the iPhone 5 my brother so generously gifted me for my birthday.

I thank God for the friends I have worldwide, their prayers and their laughters that pump my life with zest and glee. I thank God for their diversity, be it race, religion, or politics, for I learn something from each individual. I thank God for the love they show me, even when sometimes I may not be a good friend.

I thank God for my long, long, long hair. I don’t take good care of it, and maybe wrangle a brush through its tangles once a week, but the width and length of it reminds me that once upon a time, I used to treat myself so badly that my nearly bald scalp clung loosely onto frizzy, gray bristles. I thank God for the forgiveness of my body.

I thank God for the rambunctious laughter I can now release freely from my belly, although it’s not very ladylike or attractive. And I thank God for the lipstick that can instantly bring back some “lady” into me.

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I thank God for Gifboom to record all sorts of hilarity.

I thank God, finally, that I can thank Him sincerely with all my heart. Thanksgiving…it’s not easy for me, but the ability to do it is the most empowering and healing miracle.

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.

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