Hmmm. Many of you think it’s just St. Patrick’s Day. It’s also Nat King Cole’s birthday. Here are some reminders (videos of his performances, check ’em out).
I’m grateful today. Finished my craft for one of the two, maybe three, equinox/Ostara rituals coming up. Ironed down a bouquet of flowers (love WonderUnder). I’m grateful for fiesta standards, that it doesn’t need to be perfect. Grateful that the theme for the bouquet is gratitude. Every flower and petal I ironed down became another prayer of gratitude, another tear of sadness and wonder.
I’m grateful for my sister Barbara, for our love and mutual support through these trying and tiring days.
I’m grateful for thinking on, planning, how to give some $ to my daughter in a way that will best support her.
(Call me crazy, I don’t want to give her cash that she will spend on weed and gaming.)
I’m grateful for generosity and love and sunshine and gardens and friends and hugs and multicolored pedicures (I have Easter basket toes).
I’m grateful to be grateful.