Let’s just dive in.
I am a little older and wiser since the tenth of the month and yet I don’t know what I’m doing or where I’m headed. Currently, I am listening to a live feed from a famous pub in Dublin, Ireland with live, Friday night entertainment.
I did turn thirty-six recently and my niece and nephew were so excited to start celebrating with me. We had a cake made and sampled by the time my sister arrived with dinner.
I am thankful for family on my birthday. Even my nearly three-year-old niece sang. She loves to sing.
I am thankful for loved ones who can bring me smoothies, milkshakes, and oranges to soothe my sore throat.
I am thankful my post birthday cold didn’t last too long.
I am thankful for the nerve blocks I’ve been getting.
I am a little wary of being injected in my head, but in the nerves specifically. I have had Botox to try to treat headaches in the past. Nerve blocks are helping one very specific headache I get.
I am thankful to have written a poetry review for a talented artist’s first poetry chapbook.
If you like what you hear, check her out.
I am thankful for my core group of three writing women who I get to write with twice a month.
They have such unique imagination in their heads and stories they read out to the group.
I am full of gratitude that they share with me in such a special way.
I am thankful we in Canada are starting to work on healing the deep rifts here between Indigenous groups and the government and your average Canadian citizen.
Okay, well if we’re not doing a great job so far, I at least hope everyone doesn’t give up and keeps talking.
I know things seem particularly rough right now, but at least we’re facing these issues, head-on. When we push them down and hope they won’t make too much trouble, it only prolongs any possible solutions.
I don’t pretend to know the answers, but I feel quite emotional about it all when I think of the history of this land and how it will all progress in future.
The live performance at Temple Pub and they are doing a version of this, one of my favourite songs by The Cranberries, after all this time.
It reminds me to keep on dreaming for myself. I am extremely grateful for dreams, but I remind myself of this lyric often:
“Don’t mind dreams. It’s never quite as it seems. Never quite as it seems.”
I am thankful for February. This winter hasn’t been as cold as some likely have been, but still cold enough for complaints, but I love this time of year better than summer.
I am thankful for anything I can do to distract myself from some of what’s going on in the world these days. I’m nervous that 2020 will be a long, rather scary year in some ways, but that’s why I keep doing all the things that bring me fulfillment and joy to balance it all out.