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Giving Thanks

It's the heart of late November, and the air is beginning to chill. The leaves have aged through their spectrum of reds and golds, and they're now flying in great numbers through the wind to collect in piles that cover the ground. It's a signal that here in The States, it's that time of year again--a time to give thanks (even though the commercial industry has skipped the Thanksgiving and gone on straight to Christmas). I'd like to take a moment to post about a fraction for which I am thankful.

I'm thankful for having such a wonderful support system in my life. My boyfriend has really been there for me through such a whirlwind of a year, and I can't thank him enough. My best friend is always there when I need her, and I've grown closer to many of my family members as well.

I give thanks for all the opportunities in my life--they do not go unnoticed. It's jarring sometimes when I look back and realize how lucky I really am. I'm enrolled in a university where my tuition is mostly covered. In addition, I work as a writing tutor at my university's writing center, and I'm only a sophomore undergraduate student. There are so many roads I could take...I don't want to take it for granted for even a moment.

I'm thankful for all the little joys in life. It's wonderful to just curl up with a book and a blanket with a warm mug of tea. I love to make fires, either in the fireplace or outside, this time of year. I like meeting strangers and finding out more about their lives. I love learning. The day I stop is the day I die, and maybe not even then.

And finally, I am thankful for the life I have. When you find yourself struggling to come up with a list, always be thankful for living. By simply existing, you already have and will continue to make a difference in the life of another.

What are you thankful for this year? What are the little things in life you enjoy?

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