I am grateful for an exquisite last morning for Mel and her girls. And I’m grateful that not even an impossibly grumpy teenage daughter (only with me of course, but it’s not me, it has to be her, I mean I’m so calm and non reactive) could take away my joy at an early morning walk on the river. But I am especially grateful today for Mel’s visit because her calm demeanour always makes me realise how full on I am. And how accepting I have become of me.
I am grateful my daughters have a father like B. Gentle, kind, firm, loving and very funny. Their hero. And extremely patient. My hero. And very very huggable.
I love my girls and I love my life, but I am so grateful for time away from both. Time simply to be, to reconnect with B, to celebrate our partnership, to remember. But most especially, time just to be still.
29 June Champagne for two, candlelight, a fireplace in the bathroom, a bathtub. What is there not to be grateful for?
I am grateful for firsts. First moments that can never be repeated. I am grateful I was so blown away by Courteney today, that I didn’t have too much time to ponder the reality of my baby sister’s child being old enough to drive. And to drive me.
I am grateful for a rainy day during school holidays. Kate and Jem aren’t.
B and I have date night. Every night since he got back. And before he left. I am grateful for many date nights with Apple tv and Breaking Bad. For a partner who also always wants just one more. For a brilliant series that kept us up well past midnight many a night. The most extreme form of escapism. Perfect.
I am grateful for the gift of roses. Their beauty lifts my spirit every time I walk in the door.
I love waking up on a weekend morning after a night out to a cold wintry day. I am grateful for the perfect excuse for a lie in, for a late cosy brekkie at our favourite spot, for an afternoon of movies and tea and chocolate. For the perfect excuse for a day of indulgence.
23 June There is always something to be involved in here, whether a 20km walk for breast cancer, a theatre offering, a triathlon, a food festival, a jazz festival, a literary offering, a surfing festival, a debate, a degustation dinner. And then some. I am grateful for where we live, for all it offers, for the wonderful selfless people that the world depends upon, for friends who make getting up at 5am in the dark fun. And for a reason to have champers at 10am.
grace and dignity 