I am thankful that I happened to come across a blog post i wrote two years ago on the Winter Solstice. I am thankful that I spent that lovely evening with my dog, Quint. I am thankful that I wrote about it, so I can remember what it was like to sit in the cold on the lake with him and watch stars. I am thankful I still remember what his ears felt like.
This year has been rough and a lot sad, and it has made me even more sad that I haven’t written as much as I normally do. This is part two of looking on the bright side, so that two years from now, I will maybe look back and remember the good things, not the sad ones.
I am thankful for this little guy, and that he likes baseball.
That I had the pleasure of seeing Harmony at baseball games, and know the strangeness of old friends having kids play sports together. Always surreal.
Thankful for the wonderful people who always step up to the plate and coach my kids' teams. This guy cracked us up by coming out to pitch the last inning of a v. close final game dressed as Braveheart. I am thankful for the weird and the absurd in people.
Thankful for Yankees in rural Georgia. They make me laugh.
And for quiet, woodsy solitude at sunset.
And that I had time to play hair with friends. I miss those simple time-wasters.
And good Chardonnay. Don't get the good stuff nearly often enough.
For a sunny cool day spent shopping with friends.
A day spent trying on hats.
and being reminded of my long-gone hat collection and how much joy it brought me. (i am a freak!)
And girls drinking in trucks.
Thankful that I rarely forget to take in the view.
And for time spent in front of outdoor fireplaces. (I will have one, one day. I will!) And for the sweet gift of the MacQueen tartan scarf my Daddy gave me. I love it.
And thankful that I have more girlfriends at 39 than i ever did as a young girl.
Thankful that Mom finally made it to Alaska and loved it as much as she thought she would.
Thankful for the beautiful day I spent with friends in Athens.
And that my husband still takes me to the game every other year.
Even though I bark in the Auburn section, and I am usually bad luck for Todd's Tigers.
Thankful for my sweet, artistic girl, and the chalk drawings she does in the garage.
Sad that they are not permanent, but that Todd and I managed to capture her precious misspellings. Thankful she lists the things she loves - the cuirur green, sparkely shoes, her dog. - Perhaps she is a bit like her mother sometimes.
I'm thankful for decorative gourd season, mutherfuckers!
Because it still makes me laugh
every time I think of it. It is a cornucopia of laughter.
I am thankful that I know what it means to have a daughter.
And for a most peaceful thanksgiving with my parents. Also, for a husband who has the patience to show my mother how to put books on her iPad. He is worth his weight in gold.
And that we still do EAV Santa.
Thankful for my husband's brothers' wife and fiancee. I am lucky we have no drama. And that we all talk when the boys are stoic and quiet.
Thankful for my sweet niece, Luci. Lucky to have a niece and a nephew.
Did I mention Tills? She is my heart.
And thankful to know what it is to have a large family. My in-laws are so devoid of drama. They are so very normal. It is nice to have something to balance out the crazy.
I am so thankful for happy engagements.
And that my children will know the love of cousins.
For the wonderful Johnson men. It is a comfort to know that they are such a wonderful example for my son.
And that I still love my husband and he still (I think?) loves me.
Thankful for Ned and Vanessa and their sweet girl Scarlett, and for the wonderful afternoon we spent tailgating for Iron Bowl. I love that our kids experience that tradition every year.
And there you have it. One huge shotgun blast of thankfulness. My life is good. Really good.