Supply: © Andrea Rosenhaft
Thanksgiving is Thursday and by the oddity that the lunar calendar generally brings us, Hanukkah begins at sunset two days after Thanksgiving this 12 months. I’ve a lot to be pleased about.
I stay as at all times grateful for my household, particularly my brother. I couldn’t have gotten the place I’m at the moment with out his unconditional love and unwavering help all through this 12 months and each different. I’m grateful for my pals, who settle for me for who I’m, inside and outside, quirks, oddities, and all. I’m grateful I discovered a brand new job this 12 months that appears to be a very good match, the place I’m having fun with my work and the place I really feel valued and appreciated.
Thanks to my shoppers, whose braveness and bravado encourage me on daily basis. It appears troublesome to be simply beginning out at the moment and with the cloud of the pandemic hanging over us, affecting our psychological well being to the extent that it has, however they proceed to offer it every little thing they’ve. Kudos to them for displaying up, week after week.
I’m appreciative of the alternatives afforded to me this 12 months when it comes to mentorship for my fledgling enterprise BWellBStrong. I had the lucky expertise of taking part in a number of entrepreneurial accelerator packages and now, due to one in every of these packages, I’m working with a terrific mentor who has nice enterprise acumen.
Whereas it’s been a rocky 12 months for my bodily well being, I understand it might have been worse. I’ve an exquisite staff of physicians who’re genuinely invested in my well-being and seeing me by way of short-term crises (akin to an bronchial asthma flare) and discovering options to longer-term points.
I stay grateful for the hard-won stability of my emotional well being, and for Dr. Lev, my psychiatrist whose door stays open. I availed myself of her open-door coverage a few occasions this 12 months and I’m at all times in awe of her whip-smart interpretations and talent to get to the center of the matter. And naturally, she continues to handle my medicine which performs an essential half in maintaining me secure.
Thank goodness for my rescue canine, Shelby. I don’t understand how we discovered one another, two imperfect beings within the sea of the rescue/adoption course of. When she first got here to me over two-and-a-half years in the past, the board of my rental was threatening me with having to offer her up as a result of she stored growling, lunging, and baring her tooth on the different residents. They have been afraid of her and referred to as her “vicious.” Right this moment, they comment on how far she has come and on her candy face. They’re not afraid to get on the elevator together with her. Her tail is continually in movement, beating in opposition to the wall of the elevator cab. It’s superb what six months of ‘Prozac for puppies’ can do, however extra importantly, what a secure and loving house can provide supplied her for the primary time in her life. Thanks, Shelby, for all you could have given me. Your boundless love and soothing presence have introduced pleasure to my life. As I flip the important thing within the lock, I do know you might be on the opposite facet of the door ready enthusiastically to greet me. And that’s so good to come back house to.
Thanks for studying.
Supply: © Andrea Rosenhaft