It’s not often I take time out to actually make a list. I don’t do it often enough. So here (in no particular order) are some of the things I’m thankful for this November 23.
-For being sick … it’s given me a chance to sit still and reflect more deeply on some things that I needed to. Even though my brain is fairly clogged I’ve managed to do that.
– For coffee … I’m always thankful for coffee. I love coffee. Regular, with cream, no sugar. Iced in the summer. I especially love Fair Trade coffee from Green Mountain Coffee Roasters made in a french press. I’m grateful to the Incans or the Mayans who first looked at the beans hundreds of years ago and saw potential there.
-For my parents … they both grounded me and gave me wings. Most importantly they taught me how to learn and what was important to learn. How to ask questions. How to be curious about the world around me and within me.
-For my children … they continue to ground me and give me wings. They help me to continue to be curious and love to learn.
-For my quilting sisters in my quilt guild … they consistently build and encourage the spirits of all who are there.
-For my faith community who allow me to explore rabbit holes of theology with them and they come along happily. Sometimes they find new rabbit holes of their own. Who pour out grace and mercy in abundant supply and remind me that Jesus isn’t just one person anymore and that’s a good thing.
-For Smaug (the dragonification of my panic disorder and depression) he’s helping me to learn new and healthier manners of living in the world.
-For Fair Trade and other shopping opportunities that allow me to use my money in a way that benefits real people who really need it. It feels like a two for one deal.
-For my friends who share their lives with me and I get to share with them. Who share their Thanksgiving dinners at the last minute when we’re sick and we’ve shared with them under similar circumstances.
-For all of our siblings … and their spouses … they make us laugh and help stabilize our keel. There is something about being with your siblings that cannot compare to anything else.
-For good beer … need I say more?
-For beautiful fabric and friends to oogle it and plan for it’s consumption with.
Yea … my cup runneth over ….
