It’s part of my life now.
It’s a crazy world. I needed a reminder of how grateful I am to be in it.
Sometimes it’s easy to forget how good we have it.
I made a conscious decision to start practicing that gratitude everyday.
It really helps keep things in perspective. ❤️
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul…
And sings the tune without words
And never stops… at all. ”
Lately, perhaps out of necessity, I’ve been jotting down one thing I’m grateful for each day. Somehow, the deliberate act of writing it down and tossing in my “grateful” jar restores me. I have alway had hope, but as I age, I find the world more frightening. Maybe now, more than ever,
Emily’s quote reminds me that hope is eternal. As hard as it can be to muster, it’s there to be nourished.
How do you nourish your hope each day?
When I look at this picture of my mother, taken over the summer in her back yard by my sister, I’m nourished. I see the wisdom, grace and beauty of years lived. ❤
“All for one. One for all.”
Banana bread and smoothies kind of week.
All butterflies and unicorns over here this morning.
I did not wake her. Wouldn’t want to mess with that passive aggressive smile. 😬
I’ve been watching and waiting for these blossoms since I planted its bulbs months ago. Wish I remembered what it is.
I suspect it will not disappoint.