All the Things I’m Grateful For….

At least once a day, I make myself stop and remember all those many, many things that make me feel grateful. Just listing them in my head makes me happy, grateful, and much more ready to forgive myself and others.

Here are some (there are more every day!):

  • The people in my life: my parents, my husband, my friends, my relatives, my whole *ohana, especially my granddaughter, Ava
  • Our three cats, Nala, Pookie and Plumpy-Nut
  • Scrabble
  • The cats I’ve loved throughout my life
  • The friends I’ve had for my whole life
  • Books
  • Writing
  • Ukulele music
  • The soft patter of rain at night before I fall asleep
  • Great blue herons
  • Really terrible jokes
  • Morning sun
  • Singing
  • Flowers, especially lilacs
  • Gilbert & Sullivan operettas, especially “Mikado”
  • The sound of peepers in the early spring
  • Classical music
  • A bowl of really good soup
  • The golden, slanting light late afternoon
  • All of my senses
  • Bird song, especially cardinal calls
  • Jewelry, especially rings
  • Beach glass
  • The summery sound of a screen door slamming
  • Wind chimes
  • The smell of cookies baking
  • The susurrus of waves breaking on the beach
  • That first cup of coffee in the morning
  • Laughter
  • A new moon and the way it lights up our backyard
  • Slapstick
  • The sound of bagpipes
  • A clear night when the stars shine like diamonds
  • Fresh pineapple
  • The way new fresh sheets feel
  • The sound of one of the cats snoring
  • Sunsets
  • Frog song in the pond in the evening
  • Fiddle music
  • Making paper airplanes
  • Seashells
  • Shoes that are both cute and comfortable
  • Bubble baths
  • That first s-t-r-e-t-c-h of the day
  • Our garden
  • The ocean
  • Penguins walking; like toddlers in tuxedos
  • Fresh water
  • Really good hand lotion
  • Walking
  • Lemon zest
  • The colors deep pink, turquoise, purple, cobalt blue, lime, amber, and of course, black and white
  • Platypus (are more than one called ‘platypi?”)
  • My snuggly pink bathrobe

I once read a book (I believe by Taylor Caldwell, whose books I have devoured) that mentioned how, when an artist dies, they get to paint the next sunset. I make it my business not to miss one of them.

*Ohana means “family” in Hawaiian; they can be blood relatives or simply people you love, whether related to you or not.

One thought on “All the Things I’m Grateful For….

  1. pamkirst2014 says:

    Love this, Lulu–read it on my way to that first cup of coffee… and appreciate your love of bagpipes too (that’s not universal–not even in my own household.) And thanks for ‘ohana’–I’ve never had a word for the kind of family we build, blood ties or no!

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