Thank you for lights left on for loved ones.

Thank you for the cricket chirping outside my window.

Thank you for critters in the WUI.

Thank you for new leaves.

Thank you for optimism and relief from anxiety after a post-game discussion with K and M. They helped me to feel like there is no hurry to find a long-term landing spot for the house, and everything will be alright. 

Thank you for when I am able to give back, even in small ways, to friends who give me so much.

Thank you for numbers ending in 035.

Thank you for the happiness we exchange through friendships.

Thank you for community.

Thank you for sensitive men.

Thank you for sensitive women.

Thank you for sensitive couples.

Thank you for cold face washes in the mornings.

Thank you for walks up the hill.

Thank you for coziness.

Thank you for my brain starting to feel less chaotic and more calm.

Thank you for a couple recent jogs to the view site and back with new running shoes and happy music.

Thank you for canned pumpkin in stock meaning Peaches can enjoy her usual soup.

Thank you for my ABQ family’s upcoming visit.

Thank you for 9:30 lovingkindness meditations.

Thank you for lion hearts.

Thank you for chocolate chips.

Thank you for the possibility to move nearby. It’s just a possibility, but it brings happiness to consider.

Thank you for kabocha coconut curry.

Thank you for plants at the local hardware store.

Thank you for smiles that make comebacks. Quite a bit ago, it felt like my smile had abandoned me. Pictures showed me stretching the sides of my mouth to mimic the shape of a smile. The contrived expression barely masked one of genuine pain. I worried back then that effortful (i.e., fake) smiles were a permanent effect of growing older. Thankfully they were not. Now crinkly-eyed, tooth-filled, cheeky grins bust out every day. If you seem to have lost your smile, please rest assured. It may just be temporary!

Thank you for the notary, Kimberly, who came for my signature on the grant deed. We talked about the power of positive thinking. I love meaningful conversations with strangers. Seeing the tiny house on the burnout lot I think opens folks up to feel freer with me, I’m not sure. But the house and the lot, the fire’s devastation, etc., are great conversation starters. It reinforces that so many of us are concerned about what is happening in our world and interested in living a new way.

Thank you for a peaceful feeling. I wish it on you!