Let Us All Be Thankful This Year, Either Way

Guys, let’s all be thankful this year. For whatever it is that we have. No matter how dark things may have gotten for us, let’s remember that someone else always has it tougher. And if things happen to be going particularly well, let’s celebrate that, too. Enjoy it! That’s wonderful! Hold onto that for as long as you possibly can, because you never know. You really don’t. One year you are flying high with an award-winning documentary about your life and an increased profile and long-deserved recognition for years and years of hard work and dedication, and the next year, well, things are different. I am speaking entirely metaphorically here, of course, simply pointing out one of any number of scenarios. I am certainly not talking about anyone specific because that would be inappropriate, especially at this time of year, and I am sure that if something like that was going on in someone’s life it would be hard enough for them to manage it without the added pressure of a bunch of strangers on some stupid who cares website weighing in. My hope for someone in an (imaginary) situation like that would be for them to at least spend this weekend with someone that they love, whoever that is, away from the toxic environment of public speculation, and to momentarily give thanks, yes, thanks, in spite of it all, because certainly there is something to be thankful for. There always is! Sometimes it is harder to find. I know that. We all know that. But let’s put in the work. We spend all year not putting in the work, so let’s at least put in the work now when we have the chance. In my own family, at the Thanksgiving holiday table, we go around and talk about what we are thankful for, and it is just as annoying and excruciating as you might think it sounds. It is exactly how you are picturing it. But the reason that I bring it up is because when I was younger, a child, and I honest to God do not remember which child it was and it was not me and I am not doing that thing that I do where I say “it could have been any child, let’s not name child names” when I am clearly talking about myself: I only know that it was not me, but not who it was–but some child, when asked to say what they were thankful for, said “thanks for dots.” That seems about right. Hopefully you are thankful for something more this year, because you should be, we all should be, but at the very least, thanks for dots. If nothing else.