Today, I am grateful to be alive. The sun is shining, we have warm temperatures, and a little breeze that blows right along the front of the building where we’ve put the chairs. A perfect summer day in Maine, which is good because the forecasters called for rain. I give thanks for my air conditioner, which I haven’t needed too much, yet, but a time will come.
I am grateful to so many people, I know I won’t be able to mention them all, so, to my family and friends, thanks for being such really good people. We all have our quirks — is she kidding? — but I feel surrounded by love and encouragement just about all the time, now. My co-workers, whose positions are turned over very regularly, are at this time a great group of young women, some of whom might be able to make change without the direction of a computer. My boss, and the owner, are as considerate of me as they always have been, and I know if they ask now how I’m feeling, it’s to find out if I feel okay, rather than how much work I’m going to miss. Thanks to all of you.
I had breakfast out with Mom, and I am again newly amazed and happy at how our relationship has improved over the last couple of years. I feel grateful that we have reached this point in our lives. I am thankful for the help you give me, too. I’m thankful for my friend Darreby, who is helping me stick to the straight and narrow on walking, pedaling, and climbing stairs, in preparation for our vacation next year.
I am grateful to have rediscovered a love of cooking — I’m not doing much now, but after the 3rd of July, I’ll have some ingredients to work with.
I woke up this morning on the right side of the grass, as one of my customers is fond of saying, and for that, I am so grateful. I am a very lucky woman.