Thank you for watching happy people enjoy fluffy cinnamon rolls.

Thank you for pickleball fun with admired friends.

Thank you for a visit to the Calabasas One-Stop Center that did not leave me despondent—at least not for long.

Thank you for a friendly chat with a frustrated realtor.

Thank you for journals that record inner life.

Thank you for so much help from friends and family who care, advising on options, offering to talk with realtors, asking around to see if anyone has land to rent. I feel loved and hope they feel loved, too.

Thank you for my phone’s voicemail transcribing “Vitalant blood services” as “my town but services.” 

Thank you for a friendly visit and laughs with C & J, and more smoothie ideas.

Thank you for Peaches playing with her stuffed sheep.

Thank you for the presence to write down another dream.

Thank you for DJs who know how to shift listeners’ moods so they feel good.

Thank you for infinite ways to say, “I love you.”

Thank you for our dreams coming true when we step toward them.

Thank you for another safe bike ride.

Thank you for Peach songs.

Thank you for Malibou Lake.

Thank you for I love you anyhow.

Thank you for a cuddly pooch.

Thank you for sobriety being like the quiet person folks may assume is not too bright or interesting. I think she seems boring because she’s low drama. 

Thank you for how easy it is to fall asleep.

Thank you for the extraordinary insight and kindness of “ordinary” people all around.

Thank you for miracles everywhere. You are a miracle, too.