I took this photo while on a trip to Vegas a couple of years ago. As you can imagine, it was well away from the excitement of The Strip.
Yesterday, I heard the wind howling outside. It was cold (it still is), and throwing various bits of precipitation such as snow, sleet, and freezing pellets. It seemed so cliché to even THINK, “I’m so thankful I’m not out in that” but the truth is, I did think it; I thought it and I felt it.
My closest friends know I hate the wind. Sometimes memories will come with no invitation and hearing the wind blow yesterday did just that. I had nanosecond flashbacks of being homeless, semi-homeless, hungry, cold, scared and oh so horribly hopeless.
I am thankful that those times are most likely forever behind me; being distanced from the pain, discomfort and fear, is finally allowing me to be able to look back on those times (it is important to not forget) without incurring any more damage to the physical or psyche and that… is something I am grateful for beyond any expression.