Gratitude for miles and miles and years and years

I am thankful for Mom, and for getting to celebrate her 80th birthday! I’m thankful my sister and I were able to throw her a party–and that her brother and his wife were able to make it over from Eastern Washington. Man, it was fun!

Really, what can I say after that?

I’m also thankful for the opportunity to read at fogdog gallery. It was a fun evening, with a good crowd and many beautiful paintings, photographs and sculptures in the gallery. A visual feast!

I’m also thankful that I found the gallery–being navigationally challenged–and that it didn’t rain. I’ve learned that I’m not so good at driving on I-5 in the dark in the rain.

I’m thankful for a safe ride up to Bellingham and back–in the rain–and light out most of the way. I’m thankful for the longer days.

Looking back, it mostly hasn’t been an easy week (except for the reading and the party), but a week of gratitude for small things–coffee, warmth, getting things done.

And there’s so much more to do.

Open the door. Open my heart.