I’ve been in hibernation and that will continue for at least a few more weeks. But I think today is a good day to share these thoughts.
Since moving, I’ve been sentimental to a point that some consider me mawkish. Some think I say “I miss you” too often to too many people. (In particular, to too many guys #bromance.) Maybe they’re right, but I’m thankful for having so many friends who I’m close enough to to sincerely miss. Since it’s mostly my friends that read this, I can probably address them directly: I miss you.
I’m thankful for the friends I’ve made here who I’ve quickly grown close to. Someday I’ll tell them too often that I miss them. I’m thankful for the friends that were already here who I’ve grown with from being idiot kids to idiot adults. Since I’m lucky enough to tell them I appreciate them in person today, there’s no need to do it here.
I’m thankful for my parents who I haven’t called nearly enough. Not even a smidgen of enough. And still they love me—my dad was fascinated and overjoyed to see my face speaking to him on my brother’s phone. And I’m sure my mom will have the same fascination and joy. She’ll also ask what I’ve eaten.
And since I know my brother reads this, I can probably address him directly: Kuya Skan-Skan, give Ma and Pa a hug for me and let everyone at Uncle Raul’s know I wish I were there. And I wish I could be there tomorrow to watch you consider so many cool expensive things then happily walk out with a Predator 2 21st Anniversary Commemorative Edition Blu-ray or something.
Happy Thanksgiving.