I am so grateful today that I have access to skype, which for a moment brought my brother into my lounge. I feel so guilty that he is carrying the load of being the only sibling in town whilst my dad is needing our support. Seeing and sharing his frustration and hearing his chuckles made it so much easier to bear.
I am grateful both girls had a good first day back at school today. Neither were anxious, but am fearful the free spirit that is Jem is going to be affected by a teacher not so fondly referred to by her ex students as the screamer. But there is hope. Jem says she’s nice. And has decided she will not listen to everyone else. Who is the real teacher here?
I am grateful for the cup of tea Kate made me tonight. Not because it was tea, and not because I think I deserved it being the wonderful, never hung over, attentive mom that I am. But because I never asked. ‘Mum, (they say mum now, not mom, cos then they’ll be weird here where moms are mums), would you like a cup of tea?’ Sweet.
I am very grateful today that the brand B created has a black and white logo. I am grateful because it is youi‘s annual party tonight and the theme is black and white, I am hungover from last night and my wardrobe consists of only black. With a little white. And maybe a few touches of beige. And some grey melange. Love that word. But mostly black.
Today I realised I have 26 books that need covering for back to school on Monday. I am feeling a bit iffy today which might explain why I am so grateful for typo. They have books that are perfect for school and don’t need covering. Well, perfect for secondary. But I am grateful I only had to cover 13 books today.
A thing of beauty. B’s words, not mine, on seeing a full drawer of Nespresso pods this morning. He is right, it is a thing of beauty. I am grateful today not only for the full drawer, the wonderful aroma, the best coffee at the touch of a button, the no mess but mostly for the moments to come.
I am most grateful for my angel of mercy today. She is shy and kind and quietly looks after people as she takes their blood for various sinister or not reasons. She is a phlebotomist as I recently learned. Par excellence. My veins hardened due to the poison passing through them during my eight months of chemo. From being ok having my blood taken I have become anxiety-ridden at the thought. Due to the agony I experience every time as my veins are poked around in, often to no avail. But this sweet angel gets it every time. And gets me.
I am grateful for my daughter’s friendship with my friend’s son. He brings such a fabulous energy into our home every time he visits. He is kind, cheeky, charming, challenging and fun. He has such enthusiasm for life that it is truly infectious. The girls and I all become a lot lighter and a lot more fun when he is around. He had us at hello.
I am grateful for a walk in the rain. Not just a walk in the rain, but for the feeling of today, of just embracing what is. It poured down. I walked and felt the rain. I loved the smiles on others faces, especially those who had raincoats and umbrellas, shielding from the rain under the trees. I know they wanted to be me. Today I was grateful that I was able to walk in the rain and love it.
grace and dignity 