I’m grateful for my Canadian citizenship.
I’m grateful for the constant support of my family.
I’m grateful for the serving staff at the Gold Rush.
I’m grateful for my job and my co-workers.
I’m grateful for the dogs in my life.
I’m grateful for quiet moments of truth in literature.
I’m grateful for frozen pizzas.
I’m grateful for my friends.
I’m grateful for the films of Quentin Tarantino.
I’m grateful for the weather this winter, though I’m aware it’s probably indicative of something dire on the horizon.
I’m grateful for horizons.
I’m grateful for orange juice.
I’m grateful for the delicious irony of the word “monosyllabic”.
I’m grateful for the clay cliffs; I think they’re cool.
I’m grateful for my roommates.
I’m grateful for fireworks.
I’m grateful for dishwashers
I’m grateful for musicians.
I’m grateful for good local music venues like Paddy’s Place.
I’m grateful I was raised in an environment where questioning dogma was encouraged.
I’m grateful I have been able to write and publish short essays about pretty much whatever I want over the past two years.
I’m grateful for my disability; I think it gives me a unique(ish) perspective.
I’m grateful for ballpoint pens, though they are often elusive when I need them most.
I’m grateful for that doctor in Montreal who really cared.
I’m grateful for all our wilderness; it’s special.
I’m grateful for modern plumbing.
I’m grateful for the support I have received from this community.
I’m grateful for the snooze button.
I’m grateful for plaid.
I’m grateful for that scene in Speed where the bus jumps over the gap in the interstate.
I’m grateful I’ve never had to go to war.
I’m grateful for the contribution freelancers make to What’s Up Yukon.
I’m grateful for luggage with wheels.
I’m grateful that I didn’t watch many episodes of The Cosby Show as a kid; if I had, I’d probably be pretty disillusioned right now.
I’m grateful for the Fresh Prince of Bel Air theme song; sing it if you know it.
I’m grateful that I’ve gotten to know Jim Robb over the last couple of years.
I’m grateful for healthcare.
I’m grateful for that hike that starts at the end of the Fish Lake road; it’s nothing fancy, but it’s one of my favourites.
I’m grateful that other people usually put more effort into potlucks than I do.
