It was a grumpy kind of a week. I doubted myself and felt like I just wasn’t up to the task of each day’s dawning.
And this is when an exercise of gratitude like this is most needed. So here I am.
I’m thankful for a friend who reminded me of this.
In life, inevitably there will be changes, but she reminded me to be in the moment while it’s happening.
I’m thankful for her determination to write about truly important things (books) and to fight to be heard amongst all the inane chatter.
She is living life her own way.
I’m thankful for a Canadian writer who cares.
I am thankful for fire.
And the light and the heat it offers.
I’m thankful for an exhausting, challenging, but mostly rewarding violin lesson.
I’m thankful for the surprises of life, when a day has been hard and then comes along a superbly super, awesome, lovely hour or two (or eight) to make it all worthwhile.
I’m thankful for all who have helped to get this
page moving, with over one hundred likes in the last week, putting us up over five hundred now.
I’m thankful for a hug from my niece.
Even though thunderstorms blew through and changed our plans for family fun, I got that hug and I wasn’t expecting it.
I’m thankful for balls of fire in the sky.
A sunset, like a shock of fire, even though I can’t see it like everyone else.
I see it in my own super, awesome, lovely way.