I had to think long and hard about this today. Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for things all the time….but singling them out and writing them down, that’s a whole ‘nother story.
It has been a crap week, quite frankly. Both of my kids are sick, and have been for 7 days, which NEVER happens. We are all stir crazy, since we are basically in quarantine. That does not make us a happy bunch. We need to wander……
At the same time, we are looking for a car. Talk about a downer. I want a specific model of Volvo…and they are not to be found privately. Dealing with car dealers is a real adventure in bull shit. Yesterday, we drove 1 hour and 45 minutes to look at a car that looked FABULOUS on the computer. We called to get details, etc, and decided it was worth the drive. I packed us portable dinner, and as soon as my hubby came home, we hit the road. We get there, and the car has low miles, but it has obviously been in some kind of accident. It has all kinds of defects inside. My gut instinct from the first time we accelerate is: HELL NO! So we drive back home.
Today was just an overwhelmed, overstimulated, and under moved day. Every time I tried to start a project, I was interrupted.
So, as I was scrubbing the gook off my prized wooden board left behind from a forgotten doughnut in a bag (yech. I will never eat one of those eclairs again. You do NOT want to know what it turns into after 2 days), I thought: “What am I grateful for today??”.
Then my daughter, who is so sick, came stumbling out of bed almost in tears because the roof of her mouth is irritated and swollen from her illness. “Mama, do you have anything for my mouth? It hurts so bad.”
Yes, I do. I cram in my herbal treasure cabinet, take care of her. Immediate relief, no chemicals, and now she is sound asleep.
I DO know what I am grateful for.
I am grateful for the knowledge that has been passed on to me by all those wonderful wise women, herbalists, alchemists, and kitchen witches.