#weverb12 Dec. 17: Write that thank-you note that you've been meaning to send this year or would like to send next year.
There are so many people and things I'd love to thank this year — Jesse, friends, family, coworkers, the Internet, Nyquil, public transit, etc., etc. They all deserve a multi-page thank-you note and a big cake and a lot of money.
That said, I'm going in a different direction for my thank-you blog post. So:
Thank you for being curious, and smiley, and a good mix of smart and not-so-smart that keeps me from feeling either superior or inferior.
Thank you for wanting to try new things, but not all new things: I think we both know where you stand on seafood and scary roller coasters.
Thank you for having good ideas, and for never being bored, and for coming up with funny things even if you didn't technically intend for them to be funny at the time.
Thank you for being amenable to drugs that help turn Bad Days into Tolerable Days.
Thank you for the guilt and doubt and self-hatred in which you occasionally indulge, because without them the happy moments wouldn't feel quite so good, and I would never want to move forward. (But actually you could, you know, avoid those emotions a bit more. Just a little. I'm just saying.)
Thank you for liking people enough to want to understand and empathize with and support them.
Thank you for the system of beliefs at which you've arrived after nearly 35 years of experience. It's very comfortable and I like it a lot.
Thank you for being open to criticism and change, and for knowing when the former is valid and when it's hogwash.
Thank you for your nonsense, and your giddiness, and your profanity, and your crankiness, and your love of balloons, because balloons are awesome. Especially the helium kind.
Thank you for being absolutely average and absolutely unique, and for not exploding from holding those two concepts simultaneously.
I could go on, brain, but you know what I mean. All of it.
We've been together a long time, brain. We've had a lot of really great times together, and we still have much work to do. I'm glad I'm doing it with you instead of some other brain that doesn't fit right in my head and wants to eat weird squishy things like mushrooms and raisins.
You're the best, brain. Thanks for being you.