By: Gentle Gardener Oracle
I’m grateful I’ve exercised some restraint when it comes to cosmetic procedures. California is filled with custom faces, constructed bodies, and even though mine is quite imperfect, I’m okay with it being more out-of-the-box, so to speak …. 🙂 I’m grateful I live near the mountains. In times of crisis, no one yells, “Run for the valley!” and I’m grateful for roasted chicken. It’s always a good dinner.
Most people are grateful for Friday eve. It’s tuff to get into the swing after a long weekend. I’m grateful Christmas lights are all around town. And, I’m grateful to feel that we are slowly, surely, and finally moving out of the muddy rut that has been this year.
This a bit of dreary time of year for me. Cold, dark, missing people who aren’t here anymore. Thinking about when time(s) were simpler, and when more of my life was ahead of me, not behind me – like it is now. It makes me grateful for all the Christmas lights. They are cheerful, and even the little decorations make the dark days – literally – brighter. I’m grateful for the retrogrades, and the time to reflect. There’s stuff I’m not going to bring with me into 2023…buh-bye. And, I’m grateful I’ve been able to line up a few people to do work at the house. My dream for 2023 is to live in a place where nothing is broken, damaged, and every single thing works. Dream BIG!
It’s easy to talk about leading an authentic life and being true to yourself when things are going well, and everyone loves you. It’s not quite as easy when you aren’t in the zone, and you find yourself on the outside of the “In” crowd being judged and dismissed. So, tonight, I’m grateful for resilience. I’m grateful I’ve always been slightly ahead of the curve, left of center, out in front….And, I’m grateful for bread. I rarely eat it anymore, but damn, it IS good!
I’m grateful that I don’t care enough about money to argue about it. I’m grateful for those dark chocolate KitKats. That’s a winner. And, I’m grateful it’s drying up. Spring is really here – we’re finally done with Winter.
I’m grateful for takeout. Even though Covid is waning, takeout continues its Renaissance. I’m grateful for Pinterest and YouTube. And, I’m grateful for the twists, turns, setbacks and reversals of life…the course of true love is never straight. The end.
Life before Covid seems like a million years ago. I feel like I am finally moving from the messy middle into the path forward. I’m grateful for that. I’m grateful for a day spent doing some very difficult editing. It’s good practice. And, I’m grateful for fruit. A good piece is one of the best things in life.
I’m grateful that I have reached a point in my life where I need to budget to buy windows, not to buy food. It wasn’t always like that. I’m grateful my home is cool and comfortable and smells of lavender. And, I’m grateful that stores sell single-serving slices of cake because I don’t have enough self control to have a whole cake in the house and, apparently, I’m not alone.
Today, I was reminded – again – that I’m a big glass of Scotch in a Vodka world. I’m grateful that I realize Scotch is an acquired taste. And, even though there are times that I wished I were more accessible or more universally desirable, I still never met a woman I wanted to be, and I’m very grateful that I’m not like anyone else.
365 Days of Simple Gratitude 