Given the catching up I had to do, it was a pretty lazy Sunday. It would be so nice to have one more day off – but that’s coming – very soon.
Not to complain. I ma intensely grateful for the life I have. I talked to my mother this morning. It is unspeakably sad that she hates her life as much as she does. I honestly believe that no matter what, we can find something to be grateful about.
Any day above ground is a good day.
I believe we create our experiences of life through our attitudes toward life. I expect life to be grand and filled with joy. Those expectations get met time and again.
Life excites me. And I remember that I am blessed every single day. More and more, I realize what a blessing my friends are. The people I have met through this hiking group, TAHVI. are some of the finest people I have ever known. It’s a pure privilege to hang out with them (and a lark too of course – let’s not get too serious or philosophical here.).
At any rate, where was I. (me? Easily distracted?). I dried out my tent and packed it, cleaned my boots, weeded the garden (halfheartedly, I admit – but hell, I did yank up some stuff by the roots), watered the garden, went to the farmer’s market, walked with Abby – etc. etc.
I think I am allowed to kick back and read and surf for the rest of the day.