Grateful
All the gratitude I could muster in my self-concocted two minute gratitude challenge
I like to give my daughter a two-minute challenge to build something with Lego and she usually comes up with something brilliant and cool. I wanted to do a piece on gratitude but also don’t want to overthink it so I am going to do the same thing. I set a timer and wrote the following gratitude list in two minutes. We’ll see if I can be as brilliant and cool as her. Here goes (It’s killing me but I am not going to edit - yes there are typos but we are talking rapid-fire gratitude here!):
Salt brined turkey
The fact that I can tolerate Justin Bieber Christmas songs
Fresh cranberry sauce
The blow up unicorn we put up in the front yeard for Christmas nothing says “Jesus is Coming” like unicorns or maybe it does
My babies
Long showers
Dr. Teals epsom salt soak
My coffee machines
My husband
Our dog
Taking the kids down to the trail and going for walks
All the trees in our backyard
The incredible yellow gingko i saw on the way to the post office the other day that still had all its leaves
Writing this newsletter
Publishing a book
Rainy days
Warm coffee probably already said that
Family
The big ass candle we light on our table every night in my attempte to be decorative
Friends
Wishing you and yours a happy and delicious Thanksgiving with full bellies and full hearts. Thank you for reading, I’m really grateful for that too.
Photo by Suzy Brooks on Unsplash
Want to take the two-minute gratitude challenge and post it in the comments? Go for it! I would love to hear it. And it’s fun. Or do it with Lego and send in a pic.
I started writing in a little book about the little
Wins the things I think are going well and I guess that I am grateful for. I only get a minute to do this on a Wednesday when my eldest is at preschool and the first thing that pops into my mind is “I’m grateful for my “break”, my time with one son instead of two, my clean house” (I usually sit down after quickly hoovering and wiping surfaces and try to enjoy it before it gets messy again. It is awful because I do love my son and he is lovely to be around but I think it is too much sometimes having the two of them alone. It is lonely and relentless and often thankless. My breather on a Wednesday, the day I can actually write in this book only serves to highlight that 😂
Rowing
Our home
My healthy boys
My partner
Traveling
Being in rooms (inside!) with other people
New internet friends :)
Time to work on little projects at home
Mary Oliver and David Whyte poems