Grateful for a new day.
Grateful for a long weekend, although it is all doesn't have too much meaning for me in today, I met my son's dad in 1961, 54 years ago.
Grateful that the sun was shining today when I went to bed and when I woke up.
Not so grateful that there are fire works going off at the moment. They use to be a time of celebration and beauty, now they are a time of annoyance. Maybe because I can't see them and they are all pop and no show and a private party, not the big show from the park celebration. Sounds like I need to put some gratitude in my attitude. They are giving some people a great show and some kids great enjoyment. It is not their fault that Fibromyalgia makes me sensitive to noise, I can always put in my ear plugs.
Grateful that I got to watch tennis, but sorry that Federer lost.
Grateful that I have a book to finish.
Grateful that my feet are hurting, I don't feel like doing dishes.
Grateful that there is always a tomorrow and that tomorrow never comes.
Grateful for all of you who walk this journey with me.
