Hey folks, a bit of an unusual post for a Friday.
Tomorrow, September 21, is World Gratitude Day.
Gratitude is one of those things that are utterly vital to our emotional health and happiness but entirely easy to miss in the midst of a thousand other concerns, responsibilities, stresses.
Remembering to say thank you and to appreciate the good people and things in your life is a bit like remembering to drink enough water. » Read more
“You Can Bring Someone With You”
“Just so you know,” Skyspook’s mother says. “If you ever wanted to bring anybody else with you to Thanksmas, you’re completely welcome to. Someone either or both of you are dating.”
Just when I think I can’t love that woman any more.
We’re sitting at her kitchen table. » Read more
At first, I think it’s a garment. A silk nightgown at the foot of the stairs. Well that’s an accident waiting to happen. Better pick that up, I think, imagining the banana peel gag in cartoons. Oopsa daisy, upsa daisy, splat.
But it’s not a nightie. » Read more
There’s a big problem with holidays. In a word: Expectations.
It can be hard enough to make sure a random Thursday in August turns out okay. You get a flat tire. Horrible work shift. You get sick. Someone breaks into your home.
So if a lot of us designate an exact day — » Read more
Due to falling back, the commute home yesterday took place for the first time in darkness. I’ve always done my best thinking in the dark, and last night was no exception. As I was cruising along 77 North with that flamethrower-looking thingie blazing and Terminal Tower all lit up in purple on my left, » Read more
I’m writing to you to thank you for the Post-It tucked inside the front cover of the copy of Women Who Love Too Much I bought secondhand with the list of other “Suggested Reading” you left for the next person who’d read it. Thank you for your insights, the notes you jotted in the margins, » Read more
“Thank you so much,” she says, wrapping me in a hug before she steps into the cold. “We had a great time. Page, you’re a wonderful hostess.”
I tell them I love them, wish them well. I beam.
“Thank you for coming to our party.”
Back in the summer of 2003, » Read more