31 Things I am grateful for:
- My used journal collection and staggering long-time love for writing.
- My friends and the unadulterated giggles we share.
- A soft place to land (my mom and dad’s house), overflowing with support, and gourmet coffee while I get back on my feet.
- My health and my family’s health.
- Mondays.
- Filling the house with laughter that echoes over our dinner plates (grilled chipotle chicken and asparagus in case you’re wondering) after six months of unspeakable anguish.
- Quite Fall mornings sipping coffee and laughing out loud in the kitchen with my Mama.
- Lunchables.
- My mom. Full stop.
- Positive vibes and self-defense classes.
- Taking the high road.
- Stimulating conversation, coffee, and sunshine at the park.
- My gym (because it’s not like I’m having sex today.)
- Playing guitar with my dad, getting lost in the rhythms, and forgetting about my divorce.
- My mountain bike. (my heart always comes back to this one.)
- That transcendental thing that happens when humans spill their guts to one another.
- You and everyone included in my healing journey.
- Calm and quiet nights.
- My kids.
- The Red Hot Chili Peppers (they feel like home to me.)
- Ten-mile bike rides.
- Zesty questionnaires when all I want to do is write.
- All the excruciating yet growth-inducing life lessons I’ve learned this year.
- Sex.
- Spending the weekend with my babies on the beach.
- Ten years of Crossfit workouts (they are helping me embrace the pain of starting over like you wouldn’t believe.)
- BANG energy drinks (Sour Heads flavor)
- Distance Learning and the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity it’s provided to my family to lick our wounds post-divorce.
- Having loved, lost, and lived to tell about it.
- The year 2021 fastly approaching and the year 2020 in my rear-view.
- My ex-husband for making me strong as fuck.