I don't celebrate Thanksgiving, but I do celebrate those things, experiences and people for which I'm grateful every day. .
Today, waiting for a meeting, coffee in hand, Christmas lights everywhere, a word popped out which I didn't expect to be something I'd ever feel grateful for: my Vulnerability.
Previously I felt made vulnerable by life events, loss and that struggle to stabilise which we all have to do. Now I'm actually grateful that I have this vulnerability. Because it allows me to empathize, and it allows the pain to seep out and for me to write about those extraordinary events, ones I didn't think would happen to me or happen with me, however it works.
But, no. I am grateful for it. It brought me Wasted, and it brought me love and it even brought me a new life. It also is the backbone of my entire album.