It’s a good day to be grateful.
And I am that.
My journey in Ireland is coming to a close. I’ve had a quiet day and a half in Cork town. Met a new friend at a meeting last night.
I was tired and grumpy when I landed up in Cork. Long drive. Thwarted by the GPS from hell. Prevented me from seeing the dolmen in the Burren I was planning to see as well as Lough Gur. Maddening. Frustrating. Tiring.
So I got to Cork, walked to a meeting and, when called on, just shared my truth the best I could. Got some smiles and nods and the magical release from self-obsession and reminder that my attitude is a choice.
Was delighted by the compassionate and friendly shares. Connected powerfully with a gal after the meeting. Angela. My new friend. She took me home with her and fed me dinner.
She met me this morning, took me to a meeting and walked around town with me. I am delighted to have connected with her. She is kind and funny and super generous.
I just now called the car rental place and asked for an adjustment due to the faulty GPS. I’m getting 50% refunded. Glad I asked. Glad I got a yes.
I’m grateful blessed and happy. Happy to take the day off from sightseeing. Happy for the warm sunshine of the early afternoon. Grateful for the veg soup at lunch.
Grateful I get to have one more quick visit with Angela before she drives off tonite. And for me, another meeting and dinner out and then a quiet night in.