Gratitude Friday

My new favorite sweatshirt

1. Good mail, from good people, kind and funny and covered in dog hair.

2. Three good interns, because my CSU to-do list this semester is 10 pages long and it’s always better to work with good people.

3. A long overdue lunch with a good friend.

4. Teaching yoga. A good turnout at my 7 am class, an unexpected ease with the practice, a knowing, a wisdom that comes directly from my body.

5. My tiny family. Eric teaching Ringo to “sing,” the way both dogs know what it means to “come take a shower” (run into the bathroom with the human and sleep on the floor while they shower), what a punk Ringo can be, how sweet Sam is, how Eric and I make each other laugh, how Eric leaves me a light so I don’t have to come to bed in the dark, (a headlamp tucked under the sheet or a battery operated candle on my dresser).

Hiking at Lory State Park with the dad

Bonus Joy: indoor heat, fresh pineapple, a warm shower, sleeping in, my new bathroom (yes, still), Wild Writing class, taking walks, peanut butter, marionberry jam, wool socks, sunshine, soft thin wool sweaters, one good pair of jeans, a good pen, blank notebooks, Humans of New York.

1. Two years ago today, we went to pick up Ringo Blue and bring him home. The above picture was Sam that morning. He had no idea how his life was about to change. My wish for him on that day was “May little Ringo Blue love you as much as we do, may you love each other like Obi and Dexter did.” It didn’t work out quite that way, but it has worked out. As grateful as I am for Ringo as I remember that day, I’m even more grateful that we figured out what was wrong with Sam, who two years ago was in so much discomfort, the cause of which was a mystery to every vet we’d taken him to, that we were afraid we’d lose him.

He was so tiny.

2. Wild Writing. I missed the first class of this session last week because I’d agreed to sub a yoga class, forgetting that we were starting the spring session that same morning. I’m so excited to get back to it. It is such a magic practice, and as much as I love leading other people in it, I love being led by Laurie even more.

3. Good friends, making the time to see each other or connect some other way (because some of my favorite people I’ve never even met in person), being able to pick up right where we left off even if it’s been a long time in between, talking so long we have to move the conversation to a second location.

4. Paid sick leave. I had only been back at work one full day and the very next morning I woke up feeling like crap. The crud is still lingering, but thankfully I can do a bit of work and then come home and rest when I’m worn out and still get paid for a full day.

5. Eric. He has hard things just like everybody else, but he doesn’t give up. He still finds things to be happy about, still makes me laugh so hard, is so kind, takes such good care of our dogs.

Bonus joy: my foot still better and getting stronger, good tv to watch when all I can manage is to lie on the couch, pictures and video of the dogs when they were little so I can remember how tiny and soft and cute (but not have to remember any of the hard stuff), wool socks, soft comfortable lounge pants, flowers on my writing desk, clean water, my new bathroom (yes, still), new towels, fresh pineapple, clementines, avocado, a working furnace, texts from my brother, the internet, blooms on my Christmas cacti, and after a whole year without a new bloom on my “ever blooming” Amaryllis the tiniest bud.