Today, as every day, but extra today, I’m thankful for my mom, who has been so supportive of me when I’m trying to be a mom and even when I was studying modern dance and through all my poetry writing and readings. She has been a wonderful mother and a wonderful example of who a mother can and should be.
I’m thankful for my mom and for my dad, who came over for brunch, and for our kids, who made the brunch–and it was delicious. Have I felt like royalty all day? Yes.
Okay, full details: Crackers with some kind of creamy spread and lox, with champagne, followed by homemade lemon-raspberry muffins and fruit salad, and then a baked ricotta-egg-tomato dish served on a spring-green salad. Yum, lucky, and thankful.
I’m thankful for how much fun our family has when we get together–either side of the family or both sides together, it doesn’t matter. We have fun. Considering my parents have been divorced since the mid 1970s, this is an extra blessing.
I’m grateful the rain stopped and we walked up to the Conservatory to see the orchids and Brugmansia–and in the cactus room it was 102 degrees. Too hot! But some of the cacti were blooming. They make it easy to see a miracle.
I’m grateful for a little time to pull weeds in the yard and time to write. I feel so luxurious these days writing and writing, so fortunate–and yes, thankful.
Open the door. Open my heart.