being thankful

there are days that really get me down. i begin to think i've been so left out on the good and lucky breaks of life. then i complain. A LOT. but a few days ago, i got into a small conversation with a neighbor on how she's living her life, and to challenge her, i talked abt things i did at her age. its amazing how much stuff i came up with:

- i've biked! i've kayaked! i've rapelled, wall-climbed, mountain-hiked, snorkeled, beach-hopped, jet-skiied, rode an inner-tube (similar to skiing wherein you're dragged out on the water by a boat, only you're on an inflated tube)...
- i've seen amazing sights - the Grand Canyon in Arizona, a marine sanctuary, dolphins, Chocolate Hills of Bohol, the changing colors of autumn leaves in Frisco, the snowy mountains of Colorado, sunsets at Manila Bay, beaches and more beaches...
- i'm very adept at public transportation, hence i can get away when i want to, and not have to rely on someone else.
- i have parents that trust me and support me, a family that thinks of me, even when i'm far away from them.

gack, and the above are just the tip of the iceberg. the realization that dawns on me (how really LUCKY i am) is not like cold water hitting you hard on the face. its more like a comforting breath of fresh air, gentle enough for you to take notice, reminding you that all is well, REALLY.

then two days ago i went cherry picking. yesterday, i bought fresh sweet corns straight out of an Amish farm (really really good). i mean, i should really, really, be happy i get to do those.

wow. somewhere out there (up there, actually), someone is smiling for me. it pays to stop, and think of the times that you should be thankful for. and that there ARE going to be more moments like those that WILL come. i now have a smile on my face.

thank you thank you po.