I see I was all emotional on my posts yesterday. The friend had just recently called, and some of the talk got to me - she had not many days before had a big deal heart surgery after a huge tachycardia situation. This is a lesson not to post in a heartfelt mode when your - er, my - face is still wet with tears that she came out of it ok.
So, back to the question, grateful for what something?
friends, long time ones and some I've not known all that long, some of those on a2k. Am grateful for Robert starting a2k and Jespah working with him all this time.
my parents, now long passed, but still in my head, me with them in memory
my parents interests, including driving trips to see family across the US and once to Canada, but also all the seeing of the beautiful land that involved
I'm grateful I got to go to a non-tuition university. As it was, I worked a lot of hours a week at a hospital anyway, but owing whole scads of money for loans, impossible back then for me.
I'm grateful for a lot of my teachers back then, and grateful for the ones when I went back to school in my forties. A number of those later teachers became friends and colleagues and they opened my eyes to a whole new world of landscape and city scape. Walking down a city street or country road was never the same, my eyes saw so much more, which led to a lot more reading and so on.
I'm grateful my parents interests included politics. One was a staunch Republican of the old sort (Taft anyone?) and the other staunch Democrat, the first person I knew or read that was against our presence in Vietnam. In a way, grammar school geography classes and my parents being interested in politics in their quiet ways opened a gate for me to be interested in the rest of the world and how it looks and works.
They and the early teachers didn't teach me to argue though and together they were often silent, stressed individually. I didn't get to see people disagreeing all the time, in sane ways or rabid ways, until I got to university. So........ I'm glad for that breakthrough for itself. Waking up to being able to think my way around various subjects, not just regurgitate print got to be useful.
Oh, and I want to thank Mrs. Radcliffe, who taught a bunch of us about beginning cooking in Girl Scouts. Turned out I liked it..
especially making popovers, which, oddly, I haven't done since.