I am grateful for a beautiful guilt free tuesday. And for my two friends with an equally stuff it attitude. And anyway, there was much debate, discussion, problem solving, decision making and soul searching done. A good day’s work. Did I mention guilt free?
I am grateful for memories, for friendships that exist beyond this life, for the everyday reminders of those we miss. I will forever honour and respect the memory of my dear friend and her little angel every time I kiss my daughters and hold them close. I had to write a mother daughter letter to Kate and hand it to the camp leaders for an intensive girls night out session they were having this last week. A letter of affirmation, pride and for me, gratitude. In writing my letter I ended with the words to Martina McBrides song, In my daughter’s eyes. It is my favourite mother daughter song, most especially because it was shared by my friend to farewell her sweet little angel and will forever sit in my heart. As will they.
I am grateful for an unexpected gift today. A just because gift. The very best kind. From an authentic selfless aware caring friend. The very best kind.
18 August. I am grateful for a wonderful day punctuated with another serendipitous meeting with fabulous friends from a lifetime ago. For moments that allow now and then to overlap, reminding me how small our world really is. Reminding me to continue to slow it down and rejoice in the little things. Little things like the naughty glint in B’s eye at lunch on realising we were childless on a saturday night.
10 August. I never stopped laughing yesterday. I am grateful for a friend who is as mad as me, as cheeky as me, as full of shit as me. As sweetly irreverent as me. Who speaks her mind just like me. And is the perfect plus one.
I went on a girls night out last night. And had far too fabulous a time. So today I am so grateful for a can of coke. Or three. It was the only thing that made me feel human again. Maybe one day I’ll find my off switch. But I suspect not. And I’m grateful for that too. I think.
I am grateful for a moment of sycnhronicity and connection with a friend. Without us even being together.
I am grateful for a friend who does the best ever foot massages, a friend who pours mother’s milk without being asked, a friend who heats the cute country cottage in readiness for your return after a 22km walk in the pouring rain, and mostly a friend who saves you from blood engorged leeches with a wooden stick. I am grateful for friends who know just what you need. Even when you don’t.
grace and dignity 