Good morning, my lovelies.
Yes, it’s been too long since my last blog (Sept 30th! Bad me.) Life has been a little busy and I have spent a few days kind of out of it.
Let’s do things in order shall we? First, the beach!
I went out for a walk the day after my birthday. It was beautiful! All misty and damp and cool. Looked like a scene straight out of Stephen King’s The Mist. I had my big rubber boots on so I got to wander into the water and onto the sandbars. It was wonderful.
It’s days like that, days where I get to go to the beach and hang out with The Boyfriend just wandering around looking at the awesomeness that is Mother Earth, that I get to thinking about how blessed I am. I posted this on my personal facebook the night before my birthday:
On this, the last day of my thirties, I found myself cursing the fact that I am unable to speak. Not to mention how much it hurts to swallow.
Then I started to think…
I am blessed beyond measure.
I have the love of not one, but TWO men who do so with great passion and who also accept me, all of me, without reservation.
I have two beautiful, brilliant children.
I have an amazing circle of friends and family who love me and support me. Including an ex-husband I actually get along with and count as one of my best friends. Most of the time
I can’t say I have my health, but I can say it’s not as bad as it could be. I can still walk. I may have had to learn about new things I can do that I love but I can do those things, happily. And I can still smile.
All in all, I am very happy with my life and I will step into the next chapter with no fear and no angst. Life is what I will make it, with the help of those who love me best.
I was sick the Thursday before my birthday and it tore up my throat. I was very angry about it. Still though, I managed to see all that good in my life. I couldn’t see the positive in the being sick or the sore throat but I decided to look beyond that…. and look what I found.
It’s Thanksgiving weekend in Canada and I am definitely thankful for all I have.
While I was on my walk I noticed some snails. I have loved snails since I was a kid. I can’t stand them on me anymore but they are fascinating. Slugs with decorated spiral shells. Their shells grow as they do; the shell is a part of them, like an arm or a leg. Those deceptively simple little creatures can be hugely destructive. Nevertheless, I love they way they look. Especially like this…
The cat and I are out on the deck (Mr. I’m an Indoor Cat But I Have to Chase the Falling Leaves is leashed to the deck) and it’s a glorious fall day. I might be alone this weekend but I am still thankful for all I have.
Have a fantastic weekend, whether it’s short or long, and count your blessings!