A simple Friday list of things for which I am grateful today, an ongoing attempt to cultivate a thankful spirit...
+ Today I'm once again thankful that it is Friday and when my work day ends I will arrive at our quiet home to find Jake, Alice, two pups and a sassy, snugly cat waiting for me.
+ Last night Jake vacuumed, scooped the litter box, and loaded, ran and emptied the dish washer (all while I gave the babe a bath). This morning I cleaned the fridge. These tasks add up to my being that much more excited to arrive home this evening. In Uganda the saying "cleanliness is next to godliness" was quite popular, to which I reply an adamant "amen!"
+ This quote on forgiveness: I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night. (Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner)
+ I've been getting back to my roots and listening to Welcome to Our World, sung by Amy Grant, circa 1999. On repeat. Unashamedly. Because it is beautiful and makes me cry and reminds me of youthful Christmases of yore. Also, In the Bleak Midwinter. On repeat.
+ This text from Jake about Alice: "She's a really great kid. I can't wait to hear what she says."
+ This beautiful article on motherhood which brought me to tears repeatedly. An excerpt: I'd pushed and pushed and pushed my baby out of me so hard I felt like there was no part of me that wasn't him, felt that in pushing his body out, I'd pushed my own into absolute oblivion. I pushed so long that I forgot what I was pushing for, forgot that at the end of that final push there would be the baby who'd grown in me, this boy who was my son. But there, at last, he was. My unspeakably beautiful son...His every breath was a miracle. The ancient knowing of his eyes, a revelation. The fragile grace of his hands, an astonishment. I was a mother now. I would never truly sleep again.
That'll do. I'd love to read a note of something you're thankful for today too, be it grand or petite. Leave it in the comments, if you have a moment. Happy Friday.
for everything
+ Today I'm once again thankful that it is Friday and when my work day ends I will arrive at our quiet home to find Jake, Alice, two pups and a sassy, snugly cat waiting for me.+ Last night Jake vacuumed, scooped the litter box, and loaded, ran and emptied the dish washer (all while I gave the babe a bath). This morning I cleaned the fridge. These tasks add up to my being that much more excited to arrive home this evening. In Uganda the saying "cleanliness is next to godliness" was quite popular, to which I reply an adamant "amen!"
+ This quote on forgiveness: I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night. (Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner)
+ I've been getting back to my roots and listening to Welcome to Our World, sung by Amy Grant, circa 1999. On repeat. Unashamedly. Because it is beautiful and makes me cry and reminds me of youthful Christmases of yore. Also, In the Bleak Midwinter. On repeat.
+ This text from Jake about Alice: "She's a really great kid. I can't wait to hear what she says."
+ This beautiful article on motherhood which brought me to tears repeatedly. An excerpt: I'd pushed and pushed and pushed my baby out of me so hard I felt like there was no part of me that wasn't him, felt that in pushing his body out, I'd pushed my own into absolute oblivion. I pushed so long that I forgot what I was pushing for, forgot that at the end of that final push there would be the baby who'd grown in me, this boy who was my son. But there, at last, he was. My unspeakably beautiful son...His every breath was a miracle. The ancient knowing of his eyes, a revelation. The fragile grace of his hands, an astonishment. I was a mother now. I would never truly sleep again.
That'll do. I'd love to read a note of something you're thankful for today too, be it grand or petite. Leave it in the comments, if you have a moment. Happy Friday.
for everything
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