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I’m tempted to call this a glad list. Even with its religious connotations, I think the word gratitude still fits better. (I’m not sure where I stand on the whole God thing, although I still respectfully capitalize that term as a proper noun. I’m okay in not knowing for now… as long as I’m honest about it I’m not pretending to believe something I don’t.)┬áThis post isn’t about that anyway. I happen to be having an exceptionally good day emotionally, so here it is: my grateful list. Even if I may not be grateful to someone/thing, I still am decidedly saying “thanks” for these happening.

  • Ceiling fans and nights that cool off.
  • Fathers, even when they (or you) move far away.
  • Photos of baby faces. Especially the adorable ones submitted to me recently in response to my samples request.
  • Encouragement to write (stories, poetry, this blog…)
  • My sister clicking “like” on every post I make on facebook. Aunt Claudia doing so as well.
  • Cats that do funny things like try to catch bugs that are on the other side of the glass door.
  • Pickles. Especially the tiny, crunchy, tangy ones. Mmmmm…
  • Eyeglasses. I was reminded by a commercial today just how different life would be if I didn’t have access to clear sight. I’d be limited tremendously in what I could do. I’m nearsighted, so I couldn’t drive… or recognize friends from across the room.
  • The game, Quiltopoly. Yup, it’s Monopoly for quilters. Even though I mostly play by myself it just makes me smile every time. What quilter wouldn’t understand that seam-ripping is the same as jail?!
  • Batik fabrics. Oh my are they just so beautiful! Bonus: no right or wrong side of fabric.
  • A minigroup I’m in that, among other things, asks “how are you?” and expects an honest answer. From everybody. And it’s okay if you’re not okay.
  • My clothes dryer. And washer. And me not having to spend all day not even at the laundromat, but scrubbing everything by hand. Technological advances.
  • Summer camps, and that my siblings and I got to experience them. Amazing things happen on camp time. It’s like nowhere else in the world.
  • Having the desire to make lists of things I’m grateful for. What a blessing! (Another religious word I’m going to use anyway.) Especially considering my darkness.

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It’s interesting how writing something down is such a release. Gets the thoughts out of my head and onto paper, even if it’s only virtual paper like in this blog. Out so I can take a look at it. Plus I have to slow my thoughts down enough to write about them, choose which ones are really “speaking” to me currently. I’ve noticed that after my last post I was actively choosing not to feel sorry for myself. I hadn’t even realized that I’d had such a pity-party but it’s true. Since releasing those words and choosing a different choice things have been moving in the right direction.

There are things I’ve been doing, as well as thinking about. I’ve been taking a probiotic twice a day which has made bathroom trips less painful. I’ve cut down on the sweets consumed. I’m no longer allowing myself to sleep for more than 10 hours straight, at least not in the last few days. I’ve chosen to use my social time to help with others’ projects. I continue to write. I hesitate long enough to remember that my husband doesn’t need scolding for being silly. He’s not trying to be annoying, just playful.

What amazes me is what’s fallen into my lap. My dog-collar sewing gig had slowed way down. Now it’s not only picking up, the other sewist is going on vacation so I’ll have double the work, and we’re introducing a new product that I’ll be the lead maker on. And the most wonderful thing….

I get to see my family this week. There’s a mini-reunion centered around the play, “Next to Normal,” this Thursday. I’ve know about it for months but it seemed impossible. Then my aunt who lives locally emailed me with the news that she’s renting a car and asked if I’d like to come with. A few more conversations revealed that all I’d need was a cooler with food and drink to share. Cost of trip? Less than $20. Really? Really. I even have a place to sleep for free.

I’m amazed, overwhelmed, and feeling very blessed. So here’s my big thank-you to whatever’s out there or in here. Letting go of some of that negative stuff really left some room for the positive to flow in.

Oh, and a quilting buddy of mine found an older machine that works great and will free-motion quilt. Mine for $25. I am so blessed.

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