I Am Thankful for Words

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Grace Horeczko ’22 (left) and Anna DiCrisi ’22 (right) smile for a picture Photo Credit: Grace Horeczko

Anna DiCrisi, Editor

I am thankful for words.

I am thankful for every emotion I have ever had in my life, but most importantly, I am thankful for how I express them.

I am thankful for my ability to describe the sunset when it is about to sink below the waves. I am grateful for the word “orange.” Without it, I would not be able to comment on beautiful depictions of the leaves or the light that a particular bonfire gave the sand last summer. And, of course, I would not be able to awe in amazement at how someone thought it was a brilliant idea to call a citrus fruit and a dark yellow color one and the same.

I am thankful for commas and semicolons: I am thankful that, if I wanted to, I am able to hand my mom a list of all of the reasons that I smile in a day. I am thankful that I know how to pause a sentence, however traumatic and emotional it may be, and continue in a new train of thought, one of laughter and warmth.

I am thankful for the word “nostalgia.” Without it, how would I paint the picture of a slightly blurred “Now Showing” sign outside of a nighttime movie theater. How could I possibly be expected to dictate the feeling of being at an elementary school sleepover and attempting to go to sleep.

I am thankful for adjectives because they remind me that everything in this world is deserving of an exquisite description. I am thankful I have the ability to say, “the passionate girl” and “the kind heart” because I believe that phrases like those need to exist in the world. I am thankful I can describe a warm and much-needed hug when you are feeling desperately sad, and I can do that feeling justice.

I am thankful for the word “wonderful.” If it weren’t for “wonderful,” I would simply stand in silence after someone asks me how the opening night of my show went. I am thankful for the word “perfect,” as it lets me know that there is, in fact, a way to describe the most beautiful parts of being alive.

I am thankful for vowels, specifically “I,” “O,” “E,” and “U.” Without them, I would never be able to look at another person and say, “I love you.”

But as much as I love words, I am the most thankful for all of the times when they aren’t needed. When the moment doesn’t need to be justified. When I stand speechless and incandescently happy.