Simply Grateful, Thanksgiving!

On September 23, 2017 I got a message alert from a dating site I was on. After just a short time on the site I was already getting tired of the alerts, of the whole process of a dating site, of the idea of dating… There were many times I thought single was my future. Anyone who has spent any time in the dating app world probably knows the frustration that comes with the mindless messages. Needless to say I was close to closing the account and giving up. And then….

On that Saturday I got a message from a guy with a unique username. The message was pretty simple, a recognition that we were both “proud movie loners”. That first message let me know that he had actually read my profile – bonus points were automatically tallied! The messages started rolling at that point and within 48 hours I gave him my phone number. There was nobody else I wanted to talk to, the dating site had become unnecessary.

We texted daily after that. His text was eagerly waited for each morning. It was as if we had known each other for years and yet were still learning each other. It took awhile to actually meet though… the best romance stories have a conflict along the way. Ours was due to technology breaking and meant a few weeks of not getting to talk. I will never forget that empty feeling, as if something was missing from my world. After weeks, the technology issue was resolved and one night my phone buzzed with a text notification… and there was a text from the one person I wanted to talk to most. Whew! The story of the phone issue was relayed and our conversations picked right back up. At that point other means of contacting each other were provided as well because we knew we wanted to be in contact even if technology imploded.

It took a few more weeks to meet, but that meeting is unforgettable and completely perfect for who we are. After years of not going to Disney I went again on the Sunday after Thanksgiving and once I got there he asked if he could meet me there. I said yes and then waited for him to get there. It was crowded and I was texting directions to where I was sitting. Suddenly I “felt” that someone had sat behind me, but unlike most times when that happens I didn’t tense up. As I turned, there he was. Instantaneous friendship, soul connection happened. We spent an amazing day just having fun together.

We have created thousands of beautiful little memories together. Each one weaving an intricate tapestry of us. Recently I was thinking about how we met and was surprised to see that the actual date we met in person happens to fall on Thanksgiving this year! Thanksgiving, a time to be thankful for the good things in life and this year it is a time to celebrate beyond the typical holiday for me. I am filled with gratitude for this man who came into my life when I wasn’t even sure I would ever meet someone who my soul would connect with. In the time we have been together I have grown, I have found myself in ways I never imagined, and I have learned what it is like to truly be best friends with the man I also love most. We figure things out together even though we sometimes have very different ways of thinking and communicating. This is a treasure that my heart holds dear.

Thanksgiving, a time of gratitude. It is so much more than just a day to eat turkey, even though it often feels like that is all it has become. It is a day to be thankful for the good things in our lives and for those we love. This Thanksgiving it is clearer to me than it has been in many years as I am fully reminded how much I truly have to be thankful for.

Take a moment in this year of so much chaos and find the things that are good in your life… whether loved ones, pets, a meal on your table, or just a day to sleep in. There is always a reason to be grateful.

Find the good, share the good. Happy Thanksgiving, may gratitude fill your days!

Published by: nakedfeethappygirl

Not a fan of shoes. Love trails, painting, the sky, Dr. Who, Sherlock, and my little spotted dog. Founding member of Team FlashFoot. Obsessed with taking photos of the sky and flowers. Would rather be working in the yard than in a group of people. Sundays are made for margaritas.

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