Gratitude

November 28, 2013

Today is Thanksgiving, and I am thankful for so many things.

Thankful for a pomegranate as big as my head.

 

A body that can do yoga every day and still find something new in it. How reading for pleasure now feels like playing hooky from school. My friends, my writing tribe, that warm feeling of sitting around a fire and spilling secrets until dawn. The people who inspire me without even knowing it. The fact that I wake up with the same man every single day and am still happy about it. The big slice of shit pie we were served this year that somehow brought us closer together and made us more compassionate. A city full of mountains and sunshine and bright people. A snuggly dog. The internet. My pink glitter Christmas tree. Potatoes, any variety, any recipe. Sandalwood vanilla candles. More books than I can ever read and shelves that are always ready for more. Mint tea. A world that is wild and vibrant and brimming with invitations to explore it all. The places where bodies of water blend together. Seasons of the desert. Wildflowers in the spring. Gorillas. Grape leaves. Lemonade. My book, which is getting closer to having an ending. Falafel. Love.

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