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I'm Overflowing With Gratitude This Year

There is just so much to be thankful for and it just keeps getting better.

© Andrea Rosenhaft
Source: © Andrea Rosenhaft

Thanksgiving is Thursday and by the oddity that the lunar calendar sometimes brings us, Hanukkah starts at sundown two days after Thanksgiving this year. I have so much to be grateful for.

I remain as always grateful for my family, especially my brother. I could not have gotten where I am today without his unconditional love and unwavering support throughout this year and every other. I’m grateful for my friends, who accept me for who I am, inside and out, quirks, oddities, and all. I’m thankful I found a new job this year that seems to be a good fit, where I’m enjoying my work and where I feel valued and appreciated.

Thank you to my clients, whose courage and bravery inspire me every day. It seems difficult to be just starting out today and with the cloud of the pandemic hanging over us, affecting our mental health to the extent that it has, but they continue to give it everything they have. Kudos to them for showing up, week after week.

I’m appreciative of the opportunities afforded to me this year in terms of mentorship for my fledgling venture BWellBStrong. I had the fortunate experience of participating in several entrepreneurial accelerator programs and now, thanks to one of these programs, I am working with a terrific mentor who has great business acumen.

While it’s been a rocky year for my physical health, I realize it could have been worse. I have a wonderful team of physicians who are genuinely invested in my well-being and seeing me through short-term crises (such as an asthma flare) and finding solutions to longer-term issues.

I remain grateful for the hard-won stability of my emotional health, and for Dr. Lev, my psychiatrist whose door remains open. I availed myself of her open-door policy a couple of times this year and I’m always in awe of her whip-smart interpretations and ability to get to the heart of the matter. And of course, she continues to manage my medication which plays an important part in keeping me stable.

Thank goodness for my rescue dog, Shelby. I don’t know how we found each other, two imperfect beings in the sea of the rescue/adoption process. When she first came to me over two-and-a-half years ago, the board of my condo was threatening me with having to give her up because she kept growling, lunging, and baring her teeth at the other residents. They were afraid of her and called her “vicious.” Today, they remark on how far she has come and on her sweet face. They are no longer afraid to get on the elevator with her. Her tail is constantly in motion, beating against the wall of the elevator cab. It’s amazing what six months of ‘Prozac for puppies’ can do, but more importantly, what a stable and loving home can offer provided her for the first time in her life. Thank you, Shelby, for all you have given me. Your boundless love and soothing presence have brought joy to my life. As I turn the key in the lock, I know you are on the other side of the door waiting enthusiastically to greet me. And that is so nice to come home to.

Thank you for reading.


© Andrea Rosenhaft
Source: © Andrea Rosenhaft