The day is grey and I am struck with the reality that Joey leaves tomorrow for work and I have not completed my to-do-while-Joey-is-home list. I’m forcing myself to ignore the bins of fabric that I meant to go through and I’m finding ways to laugh off the discouragement I feel about publishing a book. Going through my emails I am reminded that this week is about remembering to give thanks. My mind races back in time to a night I was sitting in a bar with Joey when our relationship was newly forming. I recall sharing with him my belief that the secret to a good life is to be always thankful. Gratitude, I realize, is what I desire to be the foundation of our life together as a family.
I then stumbled upon a link to the making of a gratitude tree (from the blog This Cosy Life). Walking outside with Juniper to gather branches for our tree, I looked around and inhaled the majestic beauty of this grey day- the towering trees, crazy wind, and swirling clouds. I felt blessed to have this awesome child in my life with her sweet hugs and happy disposition. I realized I am thankful that I finally got my garden put to bed for the winter, better late than never. As I prepared dinner, Pearl cut out leaves from previously painted paper. I was struck by her developing abilities- to cut, to diligently finish a task. After dinner, we wrote from hearts to leaves and put together our gratitude tree. I was thankful we could celebrate while Joey was still with us. Trip preparations and publishing books no longer mattered. They will happen when they need to. What matters is that we are present with one another, feeling thankful.