More Gratitude

December 24 – Christmas. It’s almost impossible on a day like this – on an evening like this – not to reflect. I grew up with the understanding that this was an important day – not in any religious sense because my parents were not the least bit religious. But it was a time for family – and my parents, and especially my grandparents, made sure that it was a magical time for us children.

It wasn’t really about presents, because we had very little – it was a time of candlelight and being together and music and special baked treats that appeared only once a year.

So as I walked today with Abby, I thought about that – and I reflected on the Christmases I have spent alone, realizing that those are tough ones because the world is telling you to be with family.

And I thought about the Christmases with Simon – a dinner that consisted of cookies and wine and nothing else. Ha!

And then I wrapped a cloak of gratitude around myself, realizing that everything I have in my life now is a blessing. Every place I am in my life is a place I have chosen to be.

And I felt that beautiful connection to all things – and all the people I love.

I am grateful that I have so many friends I love and who love me. I know that I have more than my share of them and I am fully aware of how fortunate I am.

I am grateful for the abundance in my life, not so much of material things, but of the care and kindness and joy that fill me.

I am grateful that I am facing a new year with a new word, “transformation” – and I know that it will indeed be a transformative year. I am immensely grateful to be moving forward with joy, ready to embrace everything the future brings – eyes wide open; arms wide open; heart wide open.

Gratitude for everything I have learned on this journey so far and for everything that is to come. I have the sense that it is going to be a grand adventure, perhaps the biggest adventure yet.

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Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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