I just finished reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo today and honestly, I felt off. I am not sure what it was about that book, but it was unsettling to me. Maybe it was the subject matter. Maybe it was the ending. Maybe it was the thought that in this world there are people who have lives like the characters in the book and have to fight their way through life: without love, without hope and with nothing happy to look forward to in their future. I KNOW there are people who suffer so much worse and still manage to live day to day. There are entire countries whose inhabitants have no where to turn for their next meal. It made me sad, and it made me look around at what I do have and truly appreciate.
I write a lot, A LOT, about being thankful for my life, my family and my many blessings. Maybe in the new year I will write about how no one has commented on my new hairdo, made a statement about the whole three pounds I have lost, or actual important subjects that extend beyond my own life. But tonight, I share family. Merry Christmas!
The Mighty Motorcycle Gang!
Oh, and Cousin Ryan pretending to be part of the Gang!
Cousins watching Frosty the Snowman!
The little one didn't nap today...
A great day! But in the midst of all this family happiness, I need to remember not everyone is so lucky. What can I do to reach out to others and help make their lives happier? I will be better about donating, about following through on my ideas to help and giving extra time to those that are less fortunate than I.
PS: I loved The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. It was well written, kept me engaged and left me thinking. I read it in a day and a half, and would have finished it earlier had I not had to get on a plane for all this family love. I already bought the 2nd book, The Girl Who Played with Fire, and will probably read it in the next couple of days.