I am blessed. I had dinner with S, my nun friend, last night, and visited with her and two of her sisters. I was bathed in the warmth and humor and grounded magical love of these three very witchy and accepting and loving women. I am so lucky to have friends like S and to know her friends.
How lucky! I would never have thought I would have a nun for a friend. A friend who became a nun. S is a treasure, a cherished treasure in my life. Blessed be!
I’m grateful for the chilly morning sunshine and warm comfy bedding. I’m grateful for making through — so far — the growing of my hair. I’m grateful for patience when my health is wonky. I’m grateful grateful grateful for good food. And good friends. And fitness.
I’m crazy grateful for zero traffic driving to and from the city last night. And for navigating the foggy streets just fine.
I’m grateful to have heard from a friend who had disappeared from my radar screen for a while. Nice. Very nice.
I’m grateful for my communities and for knowing that I am loved in my communities.
