It's a few days post-Thanksgiving, and we're all coming down from the high (thank you NBER for officializing our year-old recession today). It continues to be a landmark year for "social philanthropy." In fact, 2008 marked what I believe was the first annual TweetsGiving.
This Twitter-driven group hug encouraged people to share what they're thankful for, and donate to a good cause. Spearheaded by Epic Change, #tweetsgiving raised $10,000 in 48 hours to help build a classroom in a school in Tanzania.
Which brings me to what I'm thankful for.
It's a simple thought. We have so much to be grateful for, but without gratefulness, no one would recognize blessings of any shape or size. Without the capacity for gratitude, how would we recognize the daily miracles that keep us breathing and functioning, let alone thriving? If I never felt the magnitude of thankfulness, I would never be humble.
This has been a remarkable year in my life. From my mom's journey out of despair into joy, to my professionally rewarding day-to-day, from love to friendships galore, weddings, babies and more. I'm in awe, and yes, humbled. But it hasn't always been this good. And a seemingly life charmed is only a moment from being tested and torn.
Even in the bleak moments, we have much to be thankful for. If we can find the gratitude, we can find beauty. "When it's darkest you can see the stars."
Thank you for being you, and for tolerating the mush. Keep saying "thanks."