Thanks so much for all the love you’ve poured on me via comments, emails, DM’s, and physical hugs. I’m okay. Well, I’m better. Sometimes you just need to vomit your words onto the screen to get that sense of relief, you know? The vomit isn’t pretty, and it sure doesn’t smell good, but now it’s out of you and you’re free to clean up the mess and move on. After you wash the laundry and hang it out to air dry. And maybe take a nap (or three) while it’s drying.
I didn’t want that morbidly depressing post to be at the top of my site any longer and I remembered my friend Elan’s ‘Grace In Small Things’ initiative. I used to participate — a perusal of my archives tells me that it’s been nearly three years since I last did so — and it seemed like the perfect segue between the bottom and the things to come.
1. On Thursday morning I ran on the trail with Diesel, just the two of us, for the first time since May. It was a little bit awesome.
(The Redneck Neighbor works up North a few weeks a month. This was the first time I felt brave enough to go.)
2. My daughter has good friends who love her.
(I do, too, but I didn’t in elementary school. I was picked on a lot for being smart/chubby/awkward.)
3. We live in the Okanagan, aka The Promise Land.
Seriously.
4. Flowers from the garden.
Matthew transplanted trailer after trailer, full of roses and other flowers from family who did not have the time to tend to them. I never tire of harvesting the blooms.
5. Grilled pizza, topped with pesto, sundried tomatoes, artichoke hearts, goat cheese, and mozzarella.
Need I say more?
Grace in Small Things is a social network that my friend Schmutzie created to wage a battle against embitterment.
Comments:
I seriously need to see your area of the world. The Real Housewives of Vancouver went there — yes, I watch that — and it looked divine.
What a great list of things to be thankful for! I am happy that you have each and everyone of those things
Love you! x
I love that photo of Emily and Avelyn – I have a life long friend from childhood and she is so greatly cherished.
And “Grace in Small Things” has been huge for me over the past year to stave off wallowing in self pity.
That is my favorite pizza right there (minus the sun-dried tomatoes and tomato sauce, of course). We always make pesto in the summer and I have just been thinking about it the last couple of days. I’m glad things are already looking up a bit. It totally helps to just say it out loud (or write it on screen)
That pizza looks amazing.