Today’s picture isn’t in light of giving thanks all month long. It’s just the shadow of this morning’s sunrise.
Its so hard that I feel grateful to people who also have really hurt me. (I don’t mean some kind of bullshit silver lining “I feel grateful they hurt me, it made me a better person.” I hate that.)
Being hurt doesn’t spoil my thankfulness. I almost wish it did. I’m very clear about the 2 or 3 people I know I can’t forgive. Instead, I have to live with the complications of love and disappointment. Just like you do, with me.
Mostly, though, its love.