Today I am grateful for my freedom.
I am thankful for:
the ability to choose how my life is lived and with whom I live it.
I am grateful for freedom of speech and the ability to gather and demonstrate.
I am thrilled that I alone have rights over my body.
So, on this sixth day of gratitude I am ever so grateful to live in a country replete with bounty and possibilities.
It’s not just a colour but a feeling.
It’s happy, girl like and at times quite sparkly (or it simply elicits a feeling of sparkliness).
While out and about this evening I ran across an entire area devoted too the pink and precious. One item in particular caught my attention: it was a pink ceramic poodle. Why did it catch my attention? Because when I was very young my mother bought me a ‘sick prize’. This was a gift given only when I or my sister had been under the weather. One day after one illness or another my mother and I found ourselves in Swenson’s Ice Cream Parlour. And, in the midst of all the wonderful sweets and sparkling treasures I found mine – a small ceramic poodle that I named ‘Pink Puppy’. To this day Pink Puppy resides not only in my heart but in my treasure box as well. So, in honour of day 5’s moment of gratitude, I am grateful for all things pink, pretty, sparkly and somewhat princessy. And of course, the memories of childhood, sweetness and delight.
All hail the p.i.n.k.
Words can not describe my mother.
Her beauty, essence, compassion and sense of humour are unprecedented.
It is a blessing too not only call her mom but friend as well.
So, on this the fourth day of gratitude, I am beyond grateful for her love.
On this third day of thanksgiving I found a bit of beauty and grace at 37,000 feet.
Sunrise over Arizona.
In the midst of a bloody awful and quite hectic day, I learned that Starbucks had once again released their holiday bonanza of deliciousness. So, I stepped in, ordered an extra hot Caramel Brulee latte and a salted chocolate cake pop (yes, I added a hazelnut cookie as well, but that I delivered to my sweet mother). Once in my car I sat quietly taking in the beautiful red cup that can only mean one thing – The holiday season has officially begun! And, words can not describe the bliss of the delectable cake treat. So, I am ridiculously grateful for this oasis in the middle of a desert sort of day.
I am grateful every day for the love of my Lulu. From the moment we laid eyes upon each other 9 years ago, I knew we were kindred spirits. She has been my silver lining and my heart. We are co-dependent and symbiotic, but ever so happy this way.
So, on this first day of Thanksgiving, I choose to share pure love.
Behold, HRH Lulu The Princess Bean.
It has been a while since I’ve written. But here I am on November 1st, the first day of a month of Thanksgiving.
I’ve chosen to spend this month focusing on one thing daily that I am grateful for. A sweet friend brought this beautiful idea to me and I thought I might share in its loveliness.
So, for the next 30 days I will either post a photograph or write a bit about something that moved me in some way.
I hope you enjoy the journey, I know I will.