Thankful Thursday

A leaky faucet has replaced my nose.

I have tried cranking the spiggot tight with extra fluids, quality nutrition, sleep, and meds. To no avail. Two nights ago I took one big green liquigel tablet from a two-pack, because one usually knocks me out for a solid eight hours, and it did; last night I took the other tablet – is it even possible that the nighttime, sniffling, sneezing, aching, best sleep you ever got with a cold medicine was all in the first tab, and the one I took last only had the coughing, fever components, neither of which I need?

To switch metaphors completely, the shock of this night owl hooting that she’d be nesting down for the night at 8:30pm two nights in a row threatened to shake the rest of my flock off their perch.

This morning I got up, determined to power through (a skill that on most days might be one of my lesser superpowers), and felt so woozy I landed back in bed.

Still, I will put myself in the way of beauty. It’s a decision, an act of will. Even flopped out in a fog, I can choose beauty.

Today I am infinitely grateful for my soft and cozy bed, my warm house, and that I had nothing so urgent on today’s agenda that I couldn’t skip it.

I am grateful that I normally feel so much better than this, and that I will again soon.

I am grateful for a friend who picked up Tween for school and will keep him for some hang-out time this afternoon.

I am grateful that God loves me, that He can give me a good attitude even while I feel crummy.

I am grateful for my laptop computer – seems like a silly thing, but really, I am grateful.

I am grateful for the beautiful story I am in the midst of reading, and for two more library books already in my reading basket.

I am grateful for the beautiful flowers I bought myself at the grocery store, and for the lovely joy-filled greeting of a mentally disabled woman shopping with her caretaker.


I am grateful for the flock of quail that live beyond our fence, roost in our plum tree, and eat at our feeder. Tween and I laughed as they crowded in, black and white heads bobbing, plume feathers bouncing.

I am grateful for Tween’s laugh.

I am grateful for the winter roses blooming on my not-yet winter-pruned rose bushes.

winter rose

I am grateful for dog snuggles, and for the cat sleeping in a circle on my feet.

I am grateful that our Christmas amaryllis bloomed a second time.


I am grateful that Tween’s poison oak is going away at last.

I am grateful that my guys are competent to manage without me, at least for a time.

Wishing you beauty in all your circumstances!

Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18).

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