The first two days of this little endeavor highlighted the two things I am most grateful for: friends and family. It is hard for anything to come close to that, but upon thinking about it, there is an obvious choice that, while it may not quite be there, is far above everything else. I am so very thankful to have had the opportunity, especially over the last couple of years, to be part of the fight to make the world a better place.
In the past I have volunteered here and there. I have been involved on the local level on a few Presidential bids. I have always, at least in my adult life, been in the game, as it were, in some way, shape, or form. So much of my writing has been about social justice issues, obviously, and I do think that I have at least convinced people to consider this issues just a little. That said, it was not until Occupy that I dove in and really started getting involved.
When I saw all those people willing to sleep on granite in the cold New York Autumn it fanned the flames of the fire. It had been smoldering for a while. I was raised to believe I could make a difference in the world, that we all could, but I had not started really believing until a year or two before Occupy. I met young people full of energy and, even more importantly, mindful of the experiences of others. They did not presume to have the answers but they had plenty of questions.
Then I got the opportunity to work for NYPIRG. I can still never thank Patty enough for hiring me. Now I was working full-time, even if just for the summer, to fight the good fight. It was a little like coming home, and while I know I will get back to it (circumstances have me working in an awesome bookstore right now) I miss it terribly. That is OK though, because I have found a few other fights to throw myself into part-time, helping folks without much experience in activism protect themselves from a corrupt county government.
So I have to send out a big thank you to all of those that fight, and those that gave me the opportunity to do so. Aside from the people who have strong personal relationships with me, it is the thing I am most grateful for: my place in that ring, swinging away against Goliath. I am proud to stand beside you all, and know that while we may end up battered and bloodied along the way, we are going to win every bout we enter.
- Reflections of Gratitude: The Struggle Ends When Gratitude Begins, By Rachel (amovingstory.com)
- 5 Ways to Teach Gratitude in your Classroom #creativitymatters (coolcatteacher.com)
- Owning our health: Thanksgiving – an overlooked factor in happiness (blogs.vancouversun.com)
- Start Expressing Your Gratitude Every Day (harounkola.com)