Monthly Archives: August 2016

Gratitude Friday

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1. Our garden. This week we picked and ate our first watermelon and we are still getting strawberries. I especially love the view of the front garden from our bedroom window. I’m so glad we decided to convert the front into garden space instead of keeping the lawn.

2. A successful first week back at work. I am SO tired though, and my job just seems to keep getting bigger and bigger, even though I’m the same size.

3. Some good training sessions with the dogs. We have a private lesson tomorrow morning, and Ringo and I start our Canine Parkour class on Monday. I feel reasonably confident that we can do this.

4. Sam and Ringo. This week I realized that they love me as much as I love them, in the way that dogs love humans that is.

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5. Eric. This week I started getting kitchen counter love notes again, which almost makes going back to work worth it. I also am loving all the cool pictures he’s been making with the Prisma app.

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Bonus joy: free lunch, watermelon from our garden, a cold clean glass of water, a warm shower, clean sheets, weather cool enough that I have to put socks on, making people laugh, my new car, getting all the laundry done on Friday, walking with each dog alone rather than both of them together, going to bed at night and reading something good on my Kindle, ibuprofen, fresh peaches, peanut butter, texts from my brother, good friends that feel close even when I don’t get to see them that often, healthy babies, how my little friend Sam saw me today and wanted to crawl up in my lap, listening to a room full of English people (students and faculty) share their favorite words, the enthusiasm of freshman their first week on campus, the sidewalk repairs almost finished on our block, remembering to bring my umbrella on a day it rains, good poetry and the poets who write it, dresses with pockets.

Five Years Ago

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Five years ago. This was today’s prompt for August Break. I looked at Timehop first to see what I might find there, but there was only one thing — a Facebook post about how I wanted to “take a riverboat cruise in Europe with lots of old people and wine,” (still want to, btw). Next I found my journal from then and started to read through my morning pages. There was lots of the same old work and family drama, some about my struggle with my eating disorder, and other stuff about the dogs, (at the time Sam was just barely not a puppy anymore and Dexter was eight).

Then I realized that five years ago was when I started this blog. Five years and two days ago to be exact, a post titled simply, “Beginning.” The anniversary of that passed without me even noticing. I was distracted by coming back to work and WordPress didn’t remind me.

I’ve written 1583 posts in five years. A lot has changed in that time, and a lot has stayed the same. I’ve learned so much, cried so much, laughed so hard, and shared so much good stuff. This practice, this space, my kind and gentle readers, is one of the best things that’s ever happened to me, one of the best things I’ve ever made happen. I can see how it might morph over time, the design and what I write about and what I have to offer, but I can’t imagine ever giving it up. Thank you so much for showing up. ❤