Since it’s November now, the month of giving thanks, I have been thinking of doing a post like this for a while. But after a week filled with a lot of eye-opening events, I couldn’t think of a better time to do so. This week two things happened that, while on opposite ends of the spectrum, really made me think. On Wednesday night, my family and I went out to celebrate my dad being taken off of his diabetes medication. For those who don’t know, my dad was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes about 2 years ago. Through diet and exercise he has completely changed his health and now has the levels of someone who isn’t diabetic. So, the doctors took him off the medication as he is handling it amazingly on his own. This is a HUGE deal. We’re all so immensely proud of him and his progress.
Something else happened on Wednesday night. I got the devastating news that a friend of mine from high school’s father passed away. Even though I hadn’t talked to her since we were in school together, this really shook me up for some reason. Her dad and mine had known each other many years ago and it was a shock to our whole family. But I think what really shook me was how 2 such different events can occur in one’s life in a single day. And I think it was also because of the whole dad thing. Now, I know I might be biased, but my dad is the best dad. And our relationship as father and daughter is truly a unique, special and close bond. He has taught me how a husband should treat his wife, how a man should carry himself throughout his life, and how a father should treat his children. And the thought of not having him around is something that I couldn’t bear. And knowing that someone else out there doesn’t get to have that anymore broke my heart. That night, before I got into bed, I went up behind my dad while he was watching his nightly TV shows on our family room couch and hugged him, told him how much I loved him and how proud of him I was. Not many people can overcome sickness and demons and have the willpower and strength to do so. My dad did. And I am so thankful every day that he had the strength to not let his diagnosis take him over.
While my dad is not into social media and barely knows how to use a computer (which I love about him), he probably won’t even read this. But that’s not the point. The point is to be thankful. And that is something I’m really trying to recognize in my every day life. Be thankful for those around you. Be thankful that you wake up every day and get to make each day your own. Be thankful for your health. And most of all be aware that every day is precious and those around us will not always be here. So hug, kiss, say “I love you” whenever you can, and never forget how lucky you are to live this life. Thank you for reading.