“Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return.” – Nicholas Sparks ‘Message in a Bottle’
I am sitting here on a cold winters day (Wow, I feel like an actual writer talking like that). I have a candle burning, a cup of coffee to my left. I just wanted to sit down and have a chat while I send out a little thank you. A little something to thank different aspects of the past week. It seems pretty therapeutic! So, pull up a seat, pour yourself a cup, and lets be thankful!
Dear the cold that I have: I would love to thank you. As much as I love having you harvest your bacteria inside of my body (it really has been a blast), I feel as though you are over staying your welcome. It has been 5 days and I am not having fun anymore. I am tired of calling my mom ‘bob’, and wanting to go to bed early, and feeling like I have an elephant sitting on my face. Anytime you would like to leave would be appreciated. It has been a blast!
Dear night time cold capsules: ‘Thank you’ is all I have to say to you! Wow, you really are a blast. I don’t know how you put anyone to sleep. I take you and I am wide awake with a million thoughts running through my mind. When I do get to sleep I have the strangest dreams. 2 nights ago I had a dream about miss Charlene and a kangaroo. I’m telling you, it is what I imagine an acid trip to be like minus all the weird side effects.
Dear gas stove: Thank you for somehow managing to burn my hand with your flame. It only hurt for a little while.
Dear burn caused by the gas flame: Thank you for becoming itchy while I was sleeping (or maybe passed out from the cold medicine). I had a great time waking up to the pain which was caused by me scratching in my sleep. I love the fact you are now open and raw! I can’t wait to wash my hands, I bet you wont hurt at all.
Dear weather: Thank you for being so cold that I feel like I will have an asthma attack every time I walk out the door. Seriously, at least I know I am alive. Thank you for being so cold that windows are frozen shut. Thank you for being so cold that my -30C socks don’t keep me warm. Thank you for being so cold that I don’t want to leave my house. Lastly, thank you for being the cause of my cold. I do pray the scientific method of “Groundhog day” that the groundhog does not see his shadow.
To all the joys I have had this week, I only have one thing to say:
Who are your thank you letters for this week?
How does cold medication effect you?