27 December. There is nothing like life lessons passed on from generation to generation. Especially the lost art of skimming stones. I am grateful for uncles, both mine and theirs, and especially for their neverending patience and love.
7 December. I am grateful for rain, cuddles and beautiful first mornings.
I am grateful for our little unit. And for silver linings. No house help, no nannies, no gardeners and no family close by seemed like an alien world. And it was. But it’s a world where we are closer, are more present and are stronger as a unit. And not only because we have to be, but because we choose to be.
Kate was never very still as a young child, except when she wasn’t well, and then B was her best to cuddle. Which he loved. I am grateful that some things just don’t change.
I am grateful for how little it truly takes to make me happy. I was in heaven today over a cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. I had it with lunch, for afternoon tea and for dinner. I love how I convince myself that if I have a light meal, a piece of cake doesn’t count. It is the most divine cake. I found it by googling easiest cake recipe in the world. Genuinely. (I have a valid reason for doing this). And anyway its vegan so it’s okay to overindulge. Which means I can have a piece before bed.
I am grateful for perfectly still saturday mornings. For the view from the bench that should bear my name. But mostly I am grateful that it still takes my breath away.
20 April. Another day another little cherub. Quinn was born a year ago. How the year has flown. He was tiny, new, sweet and dependent. In a year, he has become Quinn, a gentle, calm, fiercely independent, cutely walking, very still yet open little chap. It is incredible to contemplate the growth in Quinn in only one year. I am grateful for that moment today with little Quinn in my arms when I was reminded how long a year really is. When I was reminded how focusing on moments like these, slows everything down. Right down.
16 April. I love quiver trees. I always have. I’ve always wanted a home with a quiver tree. I am so grateful I got to spend time today amongst the quiver trees at Sandi and Pete’s Olive farm. They make me feel quiet. They make me feel still. I loved being still in this little slice of heaven today.
grace and dignity 