It’s been a while, but now more than ever I am in desperate need of any opportunity to find beauty and joy. It’s my hope that this exercise in gratitude will sharpen my ability to see all that I have to be grateful for.
Today I am thankful for not only the means to provide the basic necessities for our family, but also the opportunity to include them in the process and share special moments in what may otherwise feel like mundane obligations.
I’m thankful for the kindness of a brother who willingly shared with his sister and for the laughter provided by churros and coconuts. Even when hunger struck mid-shopping trip, we all helped pull one another through.
Getting home, it was all hands on deck and each person took a role to put away, sort and organize everything to maximize space and minimize the temptation to overindulge. These simple things, these practical dates, have come to mean more to me that I could have anticipated, especially now in these tenuous times of COVID and politics. While I know there’s a part of me that remembers the old rhythms, the changing of seasons and planning of gatherings, there’s a new part of me that is clinging to the hidden beauty of this new cadence as well.
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