Gratitude, blessings, kisses, love, hugs ...laughter, tears, sunshine, animals... the list goes on and on
Little things like the grass that tickles our feet as we walk barefoot, snow that tickles our faces as it falls, a sea green turtles eyes looking upon me with gentleness. We were reminded so many times of the blessings that surround us on this trip. My writings have been a delicate balance between emotions and experiences. The last three weeks have been a bit of a blur. For those of you who don't know Trace ended up in the hospital for seven days. We kept it quiet and he is now doing quite well after the first initial scare. So let's see... I haven't been myself, but we are beginning to explore and discover once again. Yes each day we wake up in new bodies, each day we count our blessings, and each day I am ever so grateful for all of you in my life.
This morning we stopped at a bakery for freshly made cranberry muffins and a breve....scrumptious. The chef came out from the back, young and exuberant, to ask what we thought and was ever so grateful. She gave great credit to her own mama for her skills and abilities. What a blessing our mom's are!
Roasted provided an opportunity to show gratitude each and everyday when people entered. It began to be an experiment of joy...who could I lift, who could I touch through caring words, how could I make a difference by just being kind (perhaps they would even pay it forward).
To my mom,to best friends, to children young and old, to partners, to those hard working people who make huge differences in people's lives, to care-givers (such as nurses and doctors), to people who make a difference each and everyday....thank you