Ten hours’ sleep (in-a-row)
Healthy, happy children
The most lovely friends ever
Dearest spouse
Nuance and complexity
Family, with its bumps, bruises reality
My little town
Picture books
Haiku
Apples
CSA farms
Championing small farmers
Seasons
Handmade pottery
Warm footwear
Bed
Bathtub
My willingness to wear my hood
Holding hands with my kids
Holding hands with my dear husband
Letting tears flow
Soothing tears away
Mistakes
Love
Like
Humor
Laughter
Cameras
Simple fixes
Big visions
Bike paths
Walking to school
Writing
My daughter’s mother
My mother
Sisterhood (which is powerful)
Equality as a right
Compassion as a guiding principle
Peace we aspire to
Community
Cyberspace for growing community
Readers of my work
Making ideas into reality
Questions
Quests
Contentment
Obviously, I could go on all day long (I kid you not). I’m deep into gratitude at the moment. Whether you read this on a grateful day or a struggling-to-be-not-miserable one, I’m wishing you a tiny a=ha, I do appreciate my bathtub after all. Thanksgiving’s but a contrivance for this be-thankful moment (now that we’ve re-envisioned the historical virtues out of it), but a little opportunity for remembering what matters—large and small—well, let’s take it.
