This is my Thanksgiving post from yesterday. I was too shy to put it up but today's a new day..
Today I worked but I wasn't proud of myself. Today I smiled at work but I didn't feel free.
Today I stayed with the masses while everyone was at their dinners but I couldn't be proud of myself.
Today I stood alone and cracked jokes so all the people that came in sad would feel better.
Today I handed out little pieces of paper in which I wrote, "you are love, " and gave it to everyone that felt sad and after work was over I went home. The thing is I didn't feel alone or depressed or anything negative and I judged myself for that too. Then I realized today I was a warrior for those who needed it. I learned that serving isn't always just about going to a 3rd world country or just feeding the homeless serving can be disguised as a job of any form and it can be right where you are. As I went home I wondered what kind of person I am to work on Thanksgiving and not care about the normal traditions that are celebrated and I vacillated between knowing if I should feel sad or happy. Then I thought about all those people I saw smile back or laugh when they had too be alone on Thanksgiving, the little old men without families and the girl whose mother was in the hospital, the woman who started tearing up because she was having a hard day or all of about 10% of people who expressed their dislike of the holiday. That's right about 90% of people are not happy about the Holiday. I thought about all those people who looked into my eyes with Gratitude at the gift I had given them and I lifted up. So today this was my experience and I choose to feel proud and I choose to lift my head up high because today was a new style of Thanksgiving that I choose to claim as just as good. Today my Thanksgiving is in not Judging myself for doing it a little different.
Hope you all have a good Holiday wherever you are.
"Reflections" 2016, Acrylic on Paper
