Friday, November 23, 2007
i am thankful for so many things this year.
the way the smell of Thanksgiving lingers in my apartment for days.
my pink velvet chair.
a job that both challenges me and pays me quite well (to be driven insane on a daily basis).
itsy bitsy Barbie shoes.
my niece and nephews.
On Writing by Stephen King.
i've learned to not only accept, but love, at least a little bit, my belly.
The Cute and his heart lattes and, well... just his heart.
i used to be good about keeping a daily list of what i'm grateful for. i find it to be so very helpful in keeping things in perspective. i know we all know it, but you focus on the lack, and that's all you're gonna see (and probably get more of) ever.
some damn dog took a crap on my shoe! look at this pile of shit on my shoe! my shoes are totally ruined, and now, so is my life! all because of this pile of shit! and there is no one here to help me clean it up! i am alone and stinky, and it will never ever get better!
meanwhile, there's a pile of treasure sparkling in the sunlight two feet away that i have completely forgotten about.
oh, that. but how can i possibly carry it all home with this pile of shit on my shoe?
today seems like a good day, the day after thanksgiving, to renew my commitment to keeping a gratitude journal (the name irritates me like the smell of English Tea Rose Potpourri but i'll deal with it until someone comes up with something less schmaltzy).
the daily grace!
adventures in gratitude!
the thankful almanac!
i'll keep working on it.