A simple list of things for which I am grateful today, an ongoing attempt to cultivate a thankful spirit...
+ Walking along rows of cubicles at work and spying people's little worlds- miniature immersions of their style and inspiration. Some cubicles are overrun with photos. Some are simple- a sole framed painting. Plants. Magnets. Piles or a clear swath of desk. I return to my cubicle where my grandmother's scarf is draped over my winter coat. I'm sentimental- this is my favorite bit of decor today.
+ Photo updates my sister sent me periodically today. I loved every.single.one.*
+ There is an absurd amount of snow outside- 4+ feet has fallen in the past week. The snow drifts and plow piles tower over us. Some seem nearly as tall as our two-story office building at work. It is a lot. So, more than ever, I am thankful for heat and insulation. And electricity. And warm, dry socks.
+ Leftover homemade pizza for lunch. Lotsa garlic in the crust. Mmhmm.
+ Bekah's blog is a power-food. It is nutrient dense and deeply colored and I want more of it in my life. I love Bekah, but when she opens her veins by sharing these words it makes me more than love her- I admire her. I am proud of her. I am proud to know her. I find myself shaking my head and humming 'amen.' My heart and my stomach meet in the middle, lurching with the beauty and pain of it all. Yeah, its good. Eat up.
*See!? My baby has bows in her hair! Plus, #snugglesforlife.
+ Walking along rows of cubicles at work and spying people's little worlds- miniature immersions of their style and inspiration. Some cubicles are overrun with photos. Some are simple- a sole framed painting. Plants. Magnets. Piles or a clear swath of desk. I return to my cubicle where my grandmother's scarf is draped over my winter coat. I'm sentimental- this is my favorite bit of decor today.
+ Photo updates my sister sent me periodically today. I loved every.single.one.*
+ There is an absurd amount of snow outside- 4+ feet has fallen in the past week. The snow drifts and plow piles tower over us. Some seem nearly as tall as our two-story office building at work. It is a lot. So, more than ever, I am thankful for heat and insulation. And electricity. And warm, dry socks.
+ Leftover homemade pizza for lunch. Lotsa garlic in the crust. Mmhmm.
+ Bekah's blog is a power-food. It is nutrient dense and deeply colored and I want more of it in my life. I love Bekah, but when she opens her veins by sharing these words it makes me more than love her- I admire her. I am proud of her. I am proud to know her. I find myself shaking my head and humming 'amen.' My heart and my stomach meet in the middle, lurching with the beauty and pain of it all. Yeah, its good. Eat up.
*See!? My baby has bows in her hair! Plus, #snugglesforlife.
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