Saying Thanks is a therapy

I am virtually in the eye of a storm with a ton to read and study. And it does not seem to end at all. Infact it acts up like a reverse 'Akshayapaathra' and is gobbling up every spare second of my time.
I am not in the best of moods or in physical shape. I get migraines almost everyday with the ceaseless reading and have to sacrifice almost all of my weekends and holidays. And to worsen the injury, somebody else also has to undergo the consequences- my poor hubby. I hardly make breakfast, make an excuse of a dinner, and most of the household duties are tipped heavily on his platter now and to top it I am many a times like a sniper in warfield at home. Yeah, thats precisely what law school is doing to me. But thats not the point here. The point is I am not free even during thanksgiving, where I had planned some odd months back to have 'that' trip and have fun. The point is Im feeling thankless about a lot of things and is glaring back with green eyes to the ones who say they are thankful.

But then, I remember my last thanksgiving- Unsure, scared and hopeless. And even better, I was thankful for a lot of things back then when I was going through possibly the most difficult phase of my life.

So this thanksgiving, keeping all the bad moods aside-All the herculean tasks forgotten for a moment, I am thankful!!

- For the fact that I am busy when I could have been just rotting away doing nothing.
- For a great husband who do me HUGE favours and never act like he is doing me one
- For the choices and freedom I constantly remember I have
- For a decent life with just enough dose of adventure and fun

-For the little things in life
-For the times I am living in, where home is just a phone call away
-For internet and the countless friends from the web

And finally, for law school for challenging my brain power to its zenith. I hate ya, but I am a masochist.;)


Happy Thanksgiving people!!!