What was on the wall that day.
I saw an amazing sea star, and as I said hi to it and got closer, it closed up in front of me. I appreciated the beauty of its nature, how amazing it was unfurled, and even its gentleness in closing up to make sure it didn’t feel uncomfortable by me intruding. Enjoy the sea little star!
Pulling onions from the garden. The smell of dirt on my hands.
My back works. After last year I will never stop being grateful for that.
I am grateful for the song that played in the cab on the night that mattered. I won't say what it was. But I remember.
My niece running to meet me at the door.
My partner taught me how to whistle. Late in life. I do it badly. He cheers.
I learned to skate on the lake behind my grandparents' house. The chairs we pushed for balance were old kitchen chairs.
I can swallow without pain again. Thirty-eight days of soup. Today, toast.
A crow tried to share its breakfast with me today. I declined politely.
My husband and I have danced the same first-dance song at every wedding we've been to. We can't help it.
My husband made me coffee before I asked for thirty-one years and counting.
Grateful for the people who keep the city libraries open. I would not be who I am without them.
Salamander under a stone. Bright orange. The kids gasped.