Can’t stay long. Deadlines looming. I’m frankly terrified that I’ve taken on something too big for me to handle, but I was reminded of something important and so I write down what I am grateful for this week and then I get back to work.
I’m thankful for cheques in the mail.
It’s a bit of a wait this way, but getting paid is a nice thought.
I’m thankful for a hug from my little niece in a particularly stressful moment.
I was taking on big things and my mind was racing. Just hugging her was peaceful.
I did, however, tell her my advice was to stay little, not to grow up.
I’m thankful for the support of a neighbour with an ear to listen to all I’ve got going on.
She cheers me on and was helping me think about my timing, scheduling, as if she were my life coach.
I could likely use one.
I’m thankful my headache has eased.
I tried to cry about a television show, instead of from my pain. Some distractions work better than others.
There’s a definite gratitude when that particular intense pain dissipates and I feel the lack of it.
One of the greatest feelings that I wish would last, but I’ll take it while it’s given to me.
I’m thankful for family who help me out when I am dealing with such bad pain episodes.
Just knowing all of them are there, from the smallest to the biggest among them, it shows me I can get through anything.
I am thankful for this show, put together by Liz, all about travel for the blind.
My brother did an awesome job at the audio production, bringing it to life.
The other guests that follow my feature piece are great too. I am definitely going to look into taking a trip with
for future world exploration.
I’m thankful for helpful advice about how if something weren’t scary, it wouldn’t likely be nearly as worth doing.
I don’t know how exactly it happened. I think it started with the pitches I sent out and received acceptances for.
So, I wrote and was published, which lead me to believe I should pitch even more places, even ones I’d feared I wasn’t quite ready for.
Well, somehow, here I am anyway.
And now what?
I’m thankful for the Great Lakes.
Other than not being in salt water, I’d hardly know the difference between being in a lake or the ocean.
I am just glad these bodies of water are so close by.
You go into that water and you’d never know how hot it’s been the last week or more, even though autumn has now arrived.
I’m thankful for the sand and other things that cause me discomfort.
Like travel, there is joy in being at a natural wonder of the planet. And, yet, no sooner do I step onto that sand than I am thinking about getting home and into a warm shower so I can wash it all away.
These times and the yucky feelings sand brings up in me, at the feel of the gritty stuff between my toes, this is helping teach me that life carries lots of big and little discomforts, from sandy beaches to awful headaches.
I can handle that. Handy lesson, I must say.
I’m thankful for a good meal in Port Stanley.
Fish from Lake Erie and homemade fries.
I had both pepperoni and chicken on my pizza, along with green peppers.
Nice spot to end the day at.