5 Days of Gratitude Challenge – Day 1

My good friend Ashley nominated me for this 5 Days of Gratitude challenge via Facebook but because I’m a firm believer in not posting anything over “x” number of characters on The ‘book, I’ve decided to complete it here. (If you’ve clicked on this from Facebook, it also gives you more incentive to read my blog ;))

But anyway – Here it goes:

  1. I’m super grateful for my parents – and even that’s an understatement. Overall, they have been loving and supportive of all my post-college endeavors, even though I haven’t landed a job – yet! They encourage me in all my creative pursuits whether it be in baking, reading, or blogging, and without them I would be very lost. I used to think it was cool to be considered separate from parents but over the past few years I’ve begun to realize they are my biggest assets and my loudest cheerleaders. I will forever be grateful to their advice, humor, and support.
  2. I’m grateful for the ability to read and write. When you take into account the destitute and uneducated parts of the world, you recognize just how much you have to be thankful for. Sometimes I feel like such a spoiled brat having loathed going to school, especially in high school. Because I know there are kids out there who would jump at the chance to read a book or learn how to spell. It’s a shame what we take for granted these days. I was reading some Spinoza just before I began writing this. Imagine if I didn’t have that luxury, especially as a woman? It’s crazy to think about.
  3. Nonna. I will always be grateful that my Nonna is still with me and my family. The doctors and nurses who see her already admit she’s beaten the odds thus far. At 86, she definitely has her laundry list of issues and diagnoses but she is alive, well as can be, cognizant, intelligent. She’s practically sailed around the world emigrating back and forth from Australia, Italy, and finally the US. She survived World War II on the losing side (seriously, she has stories about living in some caves while being bombarded by the Allies). I happily care for her, cook for her, give her her pills, laugh, joke, and sing with her. She has a story for everything and helps me perfect my Italian. I love her very much.

Author: Roe

30. she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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