gratitude sunday


gratitude — the state of being grateful : thankfulness

On this Gratitude Sunday, I am grateful for:

  • Each and every day we have with the bundle of love and fur that is Bayliss. At 15.5 years, she is showing signs of her inevitable mortality — worsening arthritis, early congestive heart failure, deafness — so we indulge her with her joys: a bit of grazing in the garden, extra hugs and kisses, her favorite foods. At age 95, my grandmother threw dietary caution to the wind, regularly choosing bear claw pastries over more healthy alternatives, and she lived happily for another few years. We’re taking the same approach with Bayliss
  • Visits with old, good friends — friends whom I have had now for half my life, incredible as that may seem, friends with whom together we’ve weathered unemployment, divorces, long-term separation, infertility, love affairs, income disparity, sickness, as well as celebrated marriages, births, a PhD, new jobs, holidays abroad…. So wonderful to be able to pick up where we left off six years ago
  • Well-loved handmade gifts — Eight years ago, I was busy finishing a baby blanket for a friend’s new family addition. Little did I know how that little girl would love and adore Purple Blanket for years to come. She has declared that when she has children of her own — all 5 girls, all to be called Lily — Purple Blanket is to be divided equally between them because it’s an heirloom. She recently gave it to me for patching and minor repairs, which it needed after so much lovin’ — and Buster insisted on keeping guard over it 🙂


  • Beginning to finally feel like my old self, after coming down with a niggling summer cold that seemed to want to move in and never leave, like an unwanted house guest overstaying her welcome
  • The renewed health allowed me to spend all day Saturday in the garden; finished some long overdue weeding and harvested garlic and peas
  • Picnic food — I think one of my favorite things about summer is the quickly thrown together, uncomplicated picnic lunch. It’s around this time of year that I break out this book by Elizabeth David for inspiration. My picnic versions tend to include some version of deviled eggs, a bean salad, in-season fruit, followed by cheese, and washed down with mint tea or lemonade


  • Receiving unexpected, sad news this week but not reacting with stress, worry, fear. Rather, I was able to step back and see the bigger picture, understand that this door closing was truly opening another, and that at the end of the day we’ll all be fine.
  • Getting back to my UU community today and the loving support they provide to everyone
  • Being reminded that we can choose at any moment to lay down the burden and choose joy instead — that’s a no-brainer; I choose joy 🙂

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