Monthly Archives: March 2016

Gratitude Friday


1. Snow day. We hardly ever get these at CSU, so to have TWO in one season is just so weird. We got a foot of fluffy, wet snow, (which is almost all gone already). Denver was under a blizzard warning and at one point both I-25 and the airport were closed. This was the worst part of the snow day: Eric was supposed to be flying home from Chicago, and instead got stuck there for an extra two days — but he comes home today!

Ringo loves snow days.

Ringo loves snow days.

2. Root Beer. I actually bought this for Eric, but I drank all of it while he was gone. It was so good.


3. Found money. On our walk, on a day when I’d taken myself to breakfast and this just covered it.


4. Fresh flowers. It’s tulip and daffodil season now.  I really like having some in our new bathroom, (which I’m still loving).

5. Walking with the dogs. With Eric gone, I’ve been in charge of all the dog walking. Since he left on Saturday morning, I’ve walked almost 40 miles. It feels so good to be out there again. We saw an owl one morning, and the same day there were seven tennis balls at the little dog park.


Bonus joy: A “Superior” ranking on my annual evaluation for the sixth year in a row, being healthy and strong enough to be able to walk the dogs AND shovel all the snow, coconut oil chocolate covered almonds from Trader Joe’s, good TV, a good book, sleeping in the middle of the bed, Wild Writing.

Three Truths and One Wish


1. Truth: My two dogs drive me crazy and keep me sane. I know that’s a contradiction, but it’s exactly how it is. They ask for so much, need so much, and so often it isn’t convenient or easy. And yet, without them my life would seem empty, there would be too much space and it would be too quiet.

2. Truth: The fact that they don’t live very long is the most inconvenient thing about them. Facebook reminded me today that four years ago, one of my favorite dogs of all time died. Rocky was a bullmastiff that belonged to my in-laws. We met him first when he was only weeks old, and for the last half of his life, he lived here, close to us, and we spent a lot of time with him. I was lucky enough to be with him when he died. He was a big dog, 130+ pounds, and his heart was the biggest thing about him.


3. Truth: We are all impermanent, and everything changes. We can get caught up in generating a lot of suffering about this, get worked up about how unfair it all is (this is my favorite response), or we can meet change as it arises with curiosity and compassion, be as fully with our loss and our grief as we are with love and joy.

One wish: That no matter what might arise for us, whatever obstacle or gift, we meet it with an open heart.