Thank you for beginning with tea. Thank you for the words I got down, even though they frustrated me and I finished the writing session feeling not satisfied but antsy and disheartened. Thank you for the cinnamon rolls I shared with the kids. Thank you for a bottle of fresh milk to replace the sour one. Thank you for leftover udon soup. Thank you for the difficult book I’m reading with my daughter which is creating opportunity for important discussions. Thank you for the man who teaches my son guitar and the woman who teaches my daughter violin. Thank you for the cookbook I love and the fact that I’ve been able to renew it twice now at the library. Thank you for the pork ragu which cooked slowly in the oven. Thank you for the afternoon rain which calmed my antsy state. Thank you for the flickering candle and the twinkle lights on the deck out back. Thank you for the rumbling thunder late in the day. Thank you for my family (nuclear and of origin and the friend one grown over the years). Thank you for being exactly what you were, even though you felt hard and a little bit off. I didn’t like the first half of you, but there was a reconciliation, a shift, an embrace. So thank you, Thursday…thank you for being exactly what you were.
What was your Thursday like? Share in the comments below, or jot down your memories in a journal or notebook. Sometimes it’s nice to look back as we begin to move forward.
Sending a little love your way, m
P.S. Links above are not affiliate. I’m just sharing because they’re books I like, and you might too.