I'm thankful I'm not limited by religion, that I don't see in black and white, that I'm not self-righteous or locked into thinking there is a right and wrong way to live. I'm thankful to understand that in the midst of heartache, in the midst of loss and grief, the universe is unfolding, connections are being made, lives are being dismantled and put back together. I'm thankful I see life as something so much more complex than what can be made sense of by Dr. Phil or Oprah. I'm thankful I know that suffering a broken heart is not easily analyzed, but rather a wake-up call to one's soul.
Pain is a chance to step inside, to test our humanity, shake up beliefs and hold up mirrors. I'm thankful that we bang into walls, repeat mistakes and try again.