Brenda and me at a sandwich shop. (Photo by Keith Michaud) |
I know it is a bit late for a “thankful” blog entry, after
all, people now are more concerned with camping out at their favorite stores to
find the best deals for holiday shopping than they are about contemplating thankfulness.
But I am thankful for a whole lot more than I have been in
quite a while.
Actually, I’ve been pretty grateful and thankful for quite a
while. Even during my more than two and a half years of unemployment I was
hopeful and fairly optimistic that I would eventually find a job, and grateful
and thankful for what I did have. Two and a half years is a very long time to
be without work and to remain optimistic in that time took considerable effort.
But I did not give up. I was able to overcome quite a bit. Two years ago I evenwrote that I was thankful for many things, despite my situation.
This year I am thankful for those same things, but also so
much more thankful for two things in particular.
One of those things is a new job. I’ve been working now for
about three weeks as the editor of the Central Valley Business Journal. It’s
working out well, I think. My bosses appreciate my expertise and seem genuinely
pleased that I am there. It is not my “dream job,” but does that sort of
thing really exist anymore?
There is a chance that I would not have gone after or
accepted that job if it was not for my girlfriend, Brenda. She is the one thing
for which I most grateful this holiday season. I am very happy that she is in
my life. We’ve been dating for a bit more than six months now. In that time she
has been consistently encouraging and supportive and far more confident than I that
I would find a job eventually. She was very caring in her encouragement. I am
not sure I would still be in California if it were not for Brenda. We make each
other laugh and it is very easy to be with her.
She is intelligent, bright, pretty, cute, funny, and able to
laugh at herself.
She is a former teacher currently working as an aide on
buses transporting developmentally disable adults while she earns her master’s
degree in education. She longs to be back in the classroom and I hope that
happens for her sooner than later.
She and a co-worker go to thrift stores to buy lightly worn
jackets to give to people in need who cross their path. She made me tear up with
pride when she told me that she could not give me the leftover roast and vegetables
she had promised me because on the way to my apartment she spotted a homeless
teen in need and gave him the food instead.
She is supporting her very bright, intelligent 18-year-old daughter
while she earns her GED. Her son is a police officer and I know Brenda worries
about him and his future. She is a caring daughter to her parents, one of whom
is in the early stages of fast-acting dementia.
She has so much going on in her life, but she is able to
find room in her heart for me. For that I am very thankful.
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