Her life is scribbles. We’re working on swirls.

I am grateful for patterns. Paisley, checked, stripes, floral, polka-dotted, swirls… They make life more beautiful.

I am grateful for fresh-baked bread.

I am grateful to have watched Natia go outside and roll in the grass and enjoy the sunshine on the warm patio.

I am grateful for an empty dumpster.

I am grateful for flowers everywhere right now.

I am grateful for Snickers.

I am grateful for a vocal music concert to attend last night and for some time with my CASA girl afterwards.

I am grateful that my sister and Dad are in Washington DC and watching a baseball game this afternoon, even if it is yucky weather.

I am grateful that Mom isn’t worrying and doesn’t have to worry about Donald Trump…because she would be worried if she were here.

And I am grateful for the reminder to be still.


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