I find gratitude daily in the strangest places! In the laughter of a decades-long friend from Seattle calling me a jerk for making another of my lame jokes. Of finding that, yes, the socks I just …
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I find gratitude daily in the strangest places! In the laughter of a decades-long friend from Seattle calling me a jerk for making another of my lame jokes. Of finding that, yes, the socks I just bought did not leave tracks on my ankles today. Of the spindly spider in my kitchen sink whose brief dominion is protected by my desire to let it stay as long as it wishes—a welcome visitor to check on in the morning. By the robins outside my window pecking berries off the bushes, each one fluttering and comically grasping the flimsy twigs masquerading as branches. In the few lonesome leaves shadowing the grass in my backyard, grateful that my leaf raking chores for the year are essentially done, save for those few rogue stragglers that are invited to rest there through the snow.
Every night, before slumber ensues, I reflect on one “whatever” that I am truly grateful for. Some days, it is the love and kinship of friends and family. Some days it is for how fortunate I am to live in this beautiful region. And on occasion, like tonight, I am grateful I have found socks that do not leave tracks on my ankles.
A haiku for you:
My gratitude sings
A glad song every day
A song eternal
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