{"id":1365,"date":"2004-11-25T12:30:02","date_gmt":"2004-11-25T12:30:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/2004\/11\/25\/i_am_thankful.html"},"modified":"2004-11-25T12:30:02","modified_gmt":"2004-11-25T12:30:02","slug":"i_am_thankful","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/2004\/11\/25\/i_am_thankful.html","title":{"rendered":"i am thankful"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am thankful for being alive and for having the most magnificent friends and family.  I am thankful for the opportunities that i have had to follow my dreams.  I am humbled by the privilege that i have.  I am thankful for my life.<\/p>\n<p>Thanksgiving for me has always had conflicting resonances.  I was born on the day that we celebrate the kindness of a people before genocide.  It is during this week that i reflect on the past year and seek to reground myself.<\/p>\n<p>I will return shortly to the intellectual babble but right now, i am just appreciating life for a moment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am thankful for being alive and for having the most magnificent friends and family. I am thankful for the opportunities that i have had to follow my dreams. I am humbled by the privilege that i have. I am thankful for my life. Thanksgiving for me has always had conflicting resonances. I was born [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1365","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1365","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1365"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1365\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1365"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1365"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1365"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}