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Gratitude Monday, hugs and closed mouthes

It’s Monday: Time to count my blessings, tiny and not. Hugs from Mr. R1. There’s something special about unrequested, spontaneous hugs. Especially from a 10 year-old boy.  Requests for home work help from Miss S. It feels so good to be needed.  A surprise “Christmas present” from CoCo. There’s a long story behind this.  One where I was less than a good listener.  One that made me laugh until tears flowed freely. One that makes CoCo laugh, too.  A safe trip to and from a cheerleading competition. Oh, the winds on the freeway this weekend.  Seven semi trucks blown off the…

Gratitude Monday: February is here

January is behind me.  My least favorite month.  Cold, long, annual and quarterly bills due, the holidays are behind me, plus a time when I take stock in what I’ve accomplished and where I’m going.  Where am I going?  Hmm… I know where I want to go.  I better get hopping. No with feet planted in February, the days are noticeably longer.  I know there’s more cold weather coming, but soon, the crocuses will start poking their hopeful heads through the frost.  Ahhh… I feel better already. Here’s what gratitude flows through my fingers and onto the page on this particular…

Gratitude Monday: January Freeze

First, a 3-inch snowfall right in time for my flute solo at the annual Epiphany concert. Next we hit the sub-zero weather. And that’s Farenheit, for my Celcius friends out ther.  Brrrrrrrrumba.  So where’s the gratitude?  Everywhere. It’s nearly the middle of January, and it’s the very first sub-zero day.  That’s something worth celebrating. The snow on the trees froze to beautiful crystals that dazzle in the cold sunlight. The days are getting longer. The solo went well.  Not flawless, but close enough to make me happy.  Lots of positive feedback,which I’m holding onto tightly. A flute trio with a…

Gratitude Monday: A New Year

I’m back after about a two week hiatus. You know.  The holidays.  I’ve been grateful. Of course I have.  I just failed to write anything down.  And you know what?  I really, really missed the exercise.  So here I go: A New Year; So many things that bring me joy in big and teensy ways. Some expected and some surprises.  A healthy, vibrant, active, and informed mother.  She inspires me to learn new things. She challenges me to keep up to the minute on politics and world news. And she infuses me with faith and hope.  Teenaged grandchildren who laugh…

Gratitude Monday: Making a List and Checking it Twice

Gratitude required a bit of work today.  I have so much, yet I felt blue.  For one thing, tragedy struck a local family.  Another child, a seven year-old, with brain cancer.  It doesn’t seem right for me to count how blessed I am, when his family is feeling so Job-like.  An the killings in California make me cry out in anger and in sorrow; not to mention some of the uncharitable responses.  On top of that, I’m feeling blue because I couldn’t be in two places at the same time.  And don’t even get me started on the Christmas rush.…

STEM Tuesday: Gratitude is Good for Your Heart

(Yesterday, as I drove CoCo to work, I listened to my favorite radio station, WBEZ. The mellow voice of Bob Edwards introduce It was Gratitude Monday, and the week of Thanksgiving, so of course I listened up. Paul Mills, a professor of family medicine and public health at the University of California San Diego School of Medicine, already knew that gratitude helps fend off depression.  He wondered if it could make a difference in physical health.  So he decided to do a study.  A much more rigorous study than the one I did with the “miracle” face cream. Mills recruited a…

Gratitude Monday: Thanksgiving

 One day to concentrate on gratitude.  Today, I heard that gratitude can actually make you healthier.  Keeping a daily journal of the things that make us give thanks can actually reduce inflammation, lower blood pressure, etc.  (More on that tomorrow.) For today, here are some of the things that bring me gratitude.  Snow. Yes, we got over a foot of really wet, heavy stuff.  It’s so pretty.  Now leaves fall on top of the snow, imprinting the white with a collage of color.  A still strong body. My shoulders got tight, and my neck’s a little stiff, but I shoveled.…

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