Thanksgiving has a self-explanatory theme. You can tell the holiday is for giving thanks or sharing your grateful experiences of the year. It is a time for show generosity and a time to give charity. It is a time to contribute to society. It is a time to take a step back and reminisce. It is a time to be thankful for the memories of those who left us, the memories of those who touched us, and the memories of the yesteryear. How many people do you know that can honestly say they are grateful for what they have? How many people do you know that are thankless wretches? I am willing to bet the answer is the latter. Narcissistic souls are as comforting as a needle in my eye.
All day today, I was pondering the yearly question of what I am thankful for. Obviously I am thankful for my Advanced Bionic cochlear implant for creating this magnificent piece of technology that gave my
hearing life back. Every single electrode that I have sitting snuggly in my cochlea I am thankful for. Advanced Bionics, the hospital, the surgeon, my audiologist Jennifer, and my insurance company all played a substantial part of making this holiday a special one for me. That is just one aspect, everything that led me up to this point of listening to Jingle Bell Rock on a radio today I am grateful for.
I am grateful that I lost my hearing completely, a life-altering, mind-spinning event that started a domino effect of thankful reflections.
I am grateful that I finally accepted that I am deaf, it is a part of who I am.
I am grateful for the experience of total silence; it made me a better person by turning off the music of the daily hustle and bustle of life forcing me to put things in perspective.
I am grateful for my family who supported me every step of the way especially those who were my ears when I had nothing to give back.
I am grateful for being blessed with the perfect pooch. She is my ears when I am sleeping. She never leaves my side. She accepts me as I am and leaves all my hardware alone.
I am grateful for my friends who were always concerned but never once pitying me and always willing to help me.
I am grateful for the people I have met who are just like me. They opened my eyes making me realizing that I am not the only one walking this earth without hearing the crunch of the grass give way underneath my feet.
I am grateful that I have a awesome audiologist who listens to me.
I am grateful for everything that I have seen, touched, smelted, tasted and heard for it serves a higher purpose.
I am grateful for the men, women, and children that walk in and out my life opening doors to new things.
Most of all, I am just plain grateful for being chosen for this opportunity to wade through life being me.