So very good.
The tide has come in and I’ve been stuck in the sand. The current pulls me out to sea. Grains of sand slip through my fingers as I try to grasp hold . Useless. So I wait because the tide aways returns me to solid ground.
I look up from my lonely place and see light.
(Source)
Hope.
Beauty.
A world outside myself.
It’s been a long rough week. I’ll spare you the all-to-common details of the effects of a crappy economy, unwelcomed surprises, insecurities, and my baggage covered in cobwebs.
I’ll just say I’m thankful.
Thankful for cool breezes.
Thankful for Meow Cow’s purr.
Thankful for the strong arms of my husband.
Thankful for tangy glasses of kombucha.
Thankful for children.
Thankful for you.
Yes, life is good. So very good even when it doesn’t feel it.
(I’m not a teenager in angst. Really I’m not.)
Have a beautiful weekend.
Hugs and High Fives,
Jenn
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You know? My week has been pretty awful as well, but your post really puts things in perspective. Thanks for sharing!
I could have written this post… Recently, I have to remind myself every day of all the things I am thankful for. There is so much. Yet sometimes it is difficult to notice with all the “other stuff.”
Have a great weekend!
*HUGS*
More hugs. I’m thankful for you, too!
Yours is the only blog I read regularly. Thank you for posting, even when you don’t feel like it. I can’t explain why, but it contributes something meaningful to my day.
Beautifully written! I’m sorry this week has been so difficult but kudos to you for seeing the bright side, or at least the natural order in it. Love you!
Love the angst comment! I hear you girlie. Sometimes being thankful for what I have (or don’t have) just strikes me.
Love your post.
Lovely writing.
Hope you are ok! Glad you can find beauty and comfort in the simple things, some days/weeks/months/years, that is all one has – is the small simple little beautiful things.