Giving Thanks

You know...It's soooo easy to complain, about how life has treated you so unfairly...to rehash, over and over again,in your mind, the unjustices that have befallen you, the cruelties and abuse, that have taken place in your life..how very unfair life has been to you...until one day- you get a phone call, that slaps you in the face....you know....like being dowsed with ice-cold water...it jolts you back to reality and shows you, just how shallow you are....and just how very good you have it.I got such a call tonight..from my buddy Jack.

Jack called to wish my a Happy Thanksgiving, and to tell me how gratefull he was for my friendship this summmer. Those of you who follow my blog, know all about Jack...He really was a pain in the ass, but in a good-way...and we shared quite a few laughs over the course of the summer...I occasionally dream of his voice, screeching....BODY ROTATION...BODY ROTATION!

At any rate....Adolf received an prepostorously large, colossal turkey from work...another one of his many perks.
What the fuck am I gonna do with a 20 pound turkey???? I asked myself...Adolf with his picky ass, only eats breast meat and Atilla doesn't eat turkey at all..I'll be eating turkey until the cows come home..........Fuck!

Jack...I thought...Jack could use a turkey!!!
From what I could gather...Jack resides in a remote shack in the foothills of the Adirondacka, without the modern convenience of the internet, or t.v. He spends his summer, kayaking and chopping wood, so he can heat his home, during the long New York winters....I remind you, that Jack is 80+ and does the chopping by hand...an incredible feat at any age.

During our conversation, this evening...I offered up our turkey and graciously offered to drop it off for him.... my goodwill gleaming off me like sunbeams on the water...
He thanked me lavishly for the offer, most pleased that I would even consider him,
but kindly declied, as he can only eat.. what he can open from a can.... He doesn't have a stove!!! Who doesn't own a stove??? This is 2008!

As I hung up the reciever..I cried.... big-fat- hot tears...streaming down my cheeks...Tears for Jack, and tears of shame, that I've allowed myself to be swallowed up in self-pitty,when I truly am blessed and have much to give thanks for!