I am grateful for Julie. We’ve spent more than half our lives together. Time keeps passing, and it just gets better.
I am grateful for pancakes at breakfast, then some lolligaging around the house.
I am grateful for a picnic at the beach. When I was growing up, that meant a vacation. For my kids, it means a 10 minute drive.
I am grateful for a walk through Playfair park, where rhododendrons are blooming, and plentiful, and it’s pretty as all heck.
I am grateful for kids tuckered out and asleep in bed, and the last half of a dumb superhero movie we started on Netflix a few weeks ago.