What a difficult, distressing year it has been since March 2020. So many crises to face; so much sickness, so much alone-ness, so much death. We’ve missed hugs, going somewhere – anywhere, sharing drinks, pizza, smiles, even – partying, traveling – and yet, I’m grateful.
I’m grateful to be well; most people I know are well, and most are not too grumpy about wearing masks. They’re finding amazing ways to cope and stay positive!
I’m most grateful for my home. I’m there alone most of the time these days – unusual for me. I’ve just about always lived with other people. But then, home alone, I’ve come to appreciate time to think, to Center myself, to meditate and conjure daydreams, to read and write. And one more thing – time to notice things that I’ve neglected in my home. I’m mindful that, right now, so many people do not have a home. And yet, the one I do have, has been ignored, neglected, taken for granted.
Last Fall, I began to notice one by one, things left undone: leaks not repaired, wood rotting away, my yard over-grown, paint peeling, stucco breaking up and falling off. When I was “busy” – hanging out with friends, going to the theatre, traveling, running with grandkids, etc, etc. etc., I didn’t see these things – “out of sight, out of mind”.
So, in gratitude, I give thanks: this year, I’ve been able to repair leaks, replace a door and a window, repair my stove, get rid of much useless junk I’ve been saving for an eon – and have the outside of my home re-dressed with stucco and paint.
In gratitude: it is wonderful to have a cozy home in which I can “shelter at home” peacefully!