March 8

Gratitude for this evening, in the face of whining children and piles of laundry... I am grateful for the warmth of a new baby to hold, for the hope and excitement and dreams bound in that tiny soft bundle of humanity. I am grateful for the existence of youth and energy and spontaneity, foolishness masked as bravery. And I am grateful that it once was mine, that I too moved across the country, rushed into things, used my boundless energy and loved it. I am grateful for teamwork and co workers and my good natured students. I am grateful for my children even when they are driving me crazy. I am grateful for the bounty of my life even when it is too much to keep up with. I am grateful that tomorrow is Friday. Off to work on my new goal. 10:35. A little better every day...