As I sit in my over-stuffed chair, feet up, tummy full of the last slice of pie from the gigantic Thanksgiving meal we shared with family, I reflect on how truly blessed I am. It's important to take time now and then to pause and let a moment like this soak in.
I'm grateful, really grateful.
There are the obvious things to be grateful for, of course. There is my Handsome Husband. He supports me, helps me focus, shares the bright side to my doubts and makes me laugh. A lot.
There are my sons. They support me, and eat what's left over. Being their Mom has helped me become a better person.
There is my family, allllll of them.
I've written grateful lists before. Consider this an addendum.
More things I'm grateful for:
blue Skies and calm winds
jars of paint brushes
stacks of gessoed panels
a sturdy easel
clean drinking water
warm thick socks
a good mattress
funky ear muffs
home made bread
safe, easily accessible medication
time to paint
good, honest galleries
people who listen
zippers that work
templates for Internet communication
hand made Christmas ornaments
acceptance - of you, of me, each of us as wonderful and odd as we are.
Feel free to add to the list if you'd like.