Friday, August 30, 2013


I need to be grateful.
It is a practice.
It does not just land in your lap like sunshine.

It breaks your back a few times before you understand the importance of it.
And then it breaks you all over again.

Like today, I am healthy and safe and alive, but I can write a list of all the things I wish were different.
So instead, I will write a list of all the things are real and true and good.

I slept in until 7am.
I woke up next to my amazingly supportive husband.
I had time to stretch.
I ate granola.
I drank orange juice.
I took time to meditate.
I wore a new pair of fun, polka-dotted pants.
I have an office that gives me room to breathe.
I have a very nice office mate.
My co-teachers are supportive and kind.
The kids at school smile and greet me.
At lunch, my co-workers helped me navigate what did not have gluten in it.
I ate chocolate a teacher brought back from New Zealand.
A few teachers at school speak English.
It hasn't been too hot.
I have fans to blow on me.
I received textbooks to teach from on Monday.
I have plenty of water to drink.
I get to e-mail with Jeremy through out the day.
Tonight, I have a school dinner.
It's nice to be invited.
It's Friday.
The weekend is almost here.


Kylie said...

I'm proud of you. Choosing to be intentional about the good and true and real is no small thing.