So, let’s do this: give thanks for as many things as you can type in ninety seconds. Who knows what my brain will come up with? Here we go.
Love, God, sunshine on icy days, cute boots and scarves and winter coats, good hair days, rose-scented hand soap, smiles and dimples, pasta and prosciutto, asparagus and squash and eggplant, pretty red nails and ridiculous pink toenails, smiley family photo on my coffee table, wonderful work buddies, long emails and happy texts, hot chai tea, lots of wine, ...
It kind of ended on an anticlimactic note (I guess I should have tried to end with a bang as I saw the seconds ticking to a zero), but there you go. This is what I am thankful for, at this precise moment, in ninety seconds.
:)
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett