Thanks

I was born just 500 years, 10 months, and 12 days after Columbus discovered America. Just 129 years, 1 month, and 17 days (approximately) after Columbus set foot in the new world, the pilgrims celebrated the first thanksgiving in their new home. Through all they had endured in the 1 year, 2 months and 23 days since they had left mother England, including the deaths of more than half of those who had originally set sail, the pilgrims were thankful for the gifts God had given them. They had gotten a great deal of help from their new friend Squanto, who despite his own deeply troubling hardships had aided the people that now made a home in his former land.

I am thankful for the friends that helped me through this year and all the hardships it held. Even if they were only there for a short time, fleeting and dizzying, I am thankful. For those who stayed through it all, all my crazy. I am thankful I am still here to see my wonderful family. I am thankful for having these two months of hope for a successful future while I wait for acceptance or rejection letters. I am thankful for my country even through the hardship and the topsy-turvy political landscape. I am thankful that I am able to forget the things I am so thankful for because I have so much of it.

So 1 day and 22 hours since my cousins arrived and 17 years, 3 months, and 1 day since I was born, I wish you thankfully adieu.