Today, I am grateful…
For one more day added to the weekend.
For the sunshine, the warmth, and the vibrant colours that remind me of the beauty of change.
For the reminder that this cycle, with its magic and mystery, is as messy as it is delightful.
For the signs that careen suddenly, deliberately moving my way for a nudge: Just be. Here and now.
For the giggles that roll through my parents’ garden on the cool breeze that carries the sound to an unknown land of silver bells and fairy dust. That’s what I believe that boys are made of. Oh, they’re quite sugary and spicy, certainly, especially after I help them to wipe the decadent Nutella or buckwheat honey off their chins after breakfast. But they are also made of something raw and honest that stops the breath in my chest with a bittersweet jolt. Somewhere within me I suddenly hear a whisper, “Let’s place this moment in a keepsake box. For ever.”
For the mess that surrounds me and, on certain days, seems to attach itself to my shadow and track with me throughout the day. Did you see that? Am I hiding it well enough? Is my smile a good enough disguise? And yet…
For falling asleep happy, contented, at peace with the certain knowledge that tomorrow I can try again. I will try again to work smarter, not harder. I have learned that softness is often the best choice.
For my loved ones and our differences, reminding me to always choose kindness over attempting to be the one who is right. They are my greatest teachers.
For yoga and its often not-so-subtle kicks in a sore spot that has started to harden. We learn so much about ourselves when we allow ourselves to be humble.
For countryside drives.
For moments of weakness that swirl into surprisingly deep, genuine strength.
For remembering to slow down.
For giving ourselves permission to speed up sometimes and enjoy the ride.
For hugs, kisses, and soft warm hands that envelope my cold ones.
For pumpkins, pumpkins, and more pumpkins. And for apple pie baked with the help of a diligent six-year-old.
For the rewarding results of proper self-care.
For those who read these words.
For connection. It’s all about connection.
To those who are celebrating: Happy Thanksgiving to you and to those you love!