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Thanks, July 27th

Sunday, July 27th, 2014

Today, I’m thankful for one last day on vacation and for a day off at home tomorrow before I go back to work. I’m thankful that I got to spend a ton of time with my family over the last week. And, I’m thnakful I get to sleep in my own bed, next to my wife, tonight.

Thanks, Day 99

Wednesday, April 9th, 2014

Today, I’m thankful for the home I live in and the means to support that home. I’m thankful to have woken up in a cozy bed, with a roof over my head, and a warm blanket keeping me comfortable.

Yesterday, I took advantage of a nice day and parked in a free parking lot and walked to a few appointments. As I walked through a large underpass, I saw a row of mattresses with bags of clothes and blankets piled on them. Underneath that Philly city highway, a family makes a home out of nearly nothing.

Next time that I complain about not having enough space in my home or feel envy towards someone else’s means, I will try to remember to put it in perspective and spend my time praying for that family under the Vine Street Expressway instead of complaining about my wants.

Thanks, Day 57

Wednesday, February 26th, 2014

Today, I’m thankful for two artists specifically, as they both, in some way, inspired me to write poetry for the first time in years. Those artists are friend and poet, Jeremy Ritch and the late, great Harold Ramis. I’ve been reading Jeremy’s work for awhile and his honesty (even when it makes me want to shake him, yell at him, or argue with him) is inspiring. Ramis just passed away and one of the pieces I read on him said something like, “Ramis is gone, but the art he left us will never go away.” This made me think that maybe I should make a point to pick up the pen whenever I get the itch and not be too lazy/unmotivated/whatever.

So, here’s a poem about being thankful. I have two others I am finalizing to post on my arts & culture website about motivation and addiction, respectively. This poem is about my wife… It’s short and simple but I’d like to think it’s a bit more mature than the sappy, emo stuff I wrote for her in college.

“Where the Heart Is”

Every day that I go to work,
I thank God that I come home to you.

Every time I hear of unloving marriages,
I thank God that I come home to you.

Every time that I feel stressed and unmotivated,
I thank God that I come home to you.

No matter where “home” is,
I thank God that I come home to you.

I may flush this out more and expand on it, but for now… there it is… my first fresh poem in a LONG time.

Thanks, Day 26

Monday, January 27th, 2014

Yesterday, I was very thankful to not be at work. I got to get some cleaning done, watch a couple of movies, set up a new computer for my grams-in-law (converting PC people to Mac users makes me giddy), got a little jumpstart on my weekly grad school assignment, and all while in the comfort of my own home. While I am en route to work today, I realize how thankful I am that I have a Monday to Friday steady gig that allows for family and homebody time!