I love those days when I get to stay in my pajamas all
day. Lazy days when even a trip to the
grocery store is a challenge and so I rummage thru the cupboards for edibles,
and shift around the bottles of mustard and ketchup in the fridge in hopes of
finding a delicious gift from the divine – a shifting that’s taken place days
before already. These days of frequent
contact with the cats’ eyes, for they are by my side for most of the day. Days of gratitude in which I realize how
blessed I am to be here, with the few old possessions and hoarded books and emotional
tokens that surround me; my things – things that I’ve worked hard to
accumulate, fruit of my labor, my ingenuity or creativity, things I have
collected over time, love letters, cards, journals, calendars. This is wonderful place; filled with love and
cat hair and scratches all over the furniture and hardwood floors… but there’s
love. I love days when I can sit back
and see the beauty in what it is. Days
when I allow myself to stop measuring us against irrelevant guidelines and I
allow myself to see how great this is.
Days when I allow myself to celebrate this, celebrate us, celebrate
me. I love those days when I acknowledge
that every single part of me is beautiful, every single part of me belongs to
me, and that is alive! Today was one of
those days – and I am not only thankful for the goodness that surrounds me, but
also for the chance to be here and to be me.
Thank you for today!
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