It didn't last long, but I had a moment of intense gratitude today. I was very thankfull for my tile countertops. Nothing had happened, neither was I anticipating anything happening. I was simply very grateful for living in a house that has tile floors and tile counters. It was sensible and practical and I firmly approved of the idea.
And I realized, in order to be grateful, you have to know for a fact that the thing is yours. I spend so much time living with my life held closely in my hands, watching events and memories slip out of my grasp, worrying about bearing the loss of one more person, one more place that I had lost out on being thankful. There are moments that are indisputably mine - no one else will take them from me.
so I began to look at other things I was grateful for, especially living in Haiti.
- as I said, tile floors and counters. Easy cleaning, clean feeling.
- large living quarters
- roommates that are chill about my new puppy
- my new puppy
- mountains at my doorstep!
- The growing trees and bushes in my little garden
- World class rum for a dollar a bottle.
- Cuban cigars at 2 dollars a pop
- a family nearby with similar book tastes
- a lending library that hosts a meet and greet every two weeks
- walking again.
- public transport for 25 cents
- students who engage
- shakespeare reading parties
- Singing in chapel
Those are just a few to pop into my head. I have more, but it's nice to have a list of things that are MINE. Because they are mine, I can be grateful for them.
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