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I was going to say I’m thankful for snow in the forecast–just a little snow, enough to be pretty. But forecasts have shifted and snow doesn’t look likely for Seattle. I can be envious of the folks to the north, and, if they want, they can be envious of the weather here. (Nice for ducks.)

But I have plenty of other things to be thankful for:

Thankful for any rest I was able to catch.

Thankful for a safe drive up to Bellingham and back on Monday, and hoping my daughter’s trip today (into the snow!) goes well.

Thankful for breakfast with my dad.

Thankful for time with my daughter and younger son.

Thankful for cough drops, and a well-stocked freezer and pantry, so I can delay venturing into the rain for a while longer.

Thankful for the energy to rip my next poetry manuscript apart yet again, for insights on what might make it more complete, more compelling.

Open the door. Open my heart.

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On Friday, my son graduated from United States Marine Corps boot camp. I’m thankful we were able to fly down to San Diego for his graduation, and I’m thankful that he’s home on leave before his next phase begins.

Soon, my next phase will begin. I’m going to work for a company called Winshuttle. I’m excited and thankful for this new opportunity.

During the past few months, I’ve thanked my family for their support and I’ve thanked all the people who met with me, sharing their insights and encouragement.

Thank you, again and again.

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Many thanks to all the people who trekked through snow and slush today to come to Open Books for the launch of In Both Hands. And thanks to those who stopped by the house after and helped us eat cake. Thanks for helping me celebrate this new book.

Thanks to my sister who gave my mom a ride.

Thanks to my sister-in-law who gave me a ride back.

Thanks to Tom who helped me put the post-launch party together.

I’m thankful for my book club, and I’m also thankful for a safe drive home last night. It was pretty and not scary. Sure, it was only about an inch of snow–but we live in a city of hills, and I’m not good at driving in the snow.

I’m thankful for opportunities.

Open the door. Open my heart.

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I’m thankful for a wonderful birthday yesterday and time with my daughter and the delicious dinner my husband prepared when he got home from the tasting room.

I’m thankful the stomach flu didn’t hit until the middle of the night. Better to be down for the count today than yesterday.

Lying around feeling achy reminds me to be thankful that I’m generally pretty healthy, able to get up and go.

I’m also thankful for a really great letter from my kid.

I’m thankful for the chance to have lunch with my mom on her birthday.

I continue to be thankful for all the people helping me through my transition.

I’m thankful for my friends and time spent with them.

Open the door. Open my heart.

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This afternoon I went to see Shirley Jenkins‘s dance concert Women… Gotta Luv ‘Em. Such gorgeous dancers–sweeping, lifting, falling. Such sumptuous music. I felt like I was dancing with them, my body’s memory and desire moving beyond what my body could ever really do. I’m thankful for those years I pursued dance and choreography, to have those struggles and the fleeting moments of grace. And I’m thankful for the concert, bringing it all back and taking me somewhere new.

The copies of my new book arrived on my front porch Wednesday, and I’m thankful for that. In the tough patches of this transition, the times when I’ve doubted myself or my abilities, I’ve told myself, “I have a book coming out,” which helped stop the bad tape loop.

I’m thankful for help with my work-search and thankful for meeting new people. And I’m thankful that more job opportunities are starting to show up, now that we’re past the holidays.

I’m thankful for independent bookstores.

I’m thankful for a poem idea. (Now, I need to write it.)

I’m thankful for brunch with my dad, husband, daughter, and her boyfriend. Family time is good time.

Open the door. Open my heart.

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