Today has been a lovely, though not particularly relaxing day, and so I've broken out the rosé (and ice water) and stacked up my summer reading. I can't quite decide if I'm going to start on the fiction about violent race and gender discrimination or the non-fiction about how humans are killing the planet. Ah, reality.
I just finished an 8-day meditation/yoga challenge, and I have been trying to continue doing at the very least a bit of both every day since. So far so good. As a result, I have been noticing the feelings that are left-over when everything else quiets down. For me, it is generally an overwhelming feeling of gratitude. Sometimes there is sadness too. I suppose no one makes it past 40 without a certain amount of loss, and sometimes it feels quite present. But mostly, it is gratitude. That, in itself, is something to be thankful for.
Today I am particularly thankful for friends and family. My mother and daughter called from Denmark and we talked for a good long while about beach-time, movies, sewing, and embarrassing mothers (there were two on the call). An out-of-town friend I have known for almost 20 years took time out of her whirlwind NYC visit to drop by with the fam, just enough time to get a group-hug with the kids. And as I write, a couple of recent friends are trekking across the boroughs to hang out and help me finish the bottle of rosé.
So I think I'm off. Don't forget you can sign up to receive these ramblings about NYC, nature, and life directly to your inbox.