Thirty Days of Thanks

 

I haven't written in a LONG time. I should say published in a long time because I have actually written quite a bit since the last public post. I just haven't shared. Honestly, I'm not sure why.   Anyway, for lots of years I spent the month of November writing "Thirty Days of Thanks" - it isn't prolific text that will catch the eye of some publisher or win me any awards. I just like to write and I let it fall by the wayside too easily.

This has been a YEAR, this 2020. While there has been a lot of things that "suck" -- there has been some moments that I would not trade for anything. 

Yesterday, I was thinking about how I couldn't believe it was November. Later that night, I was thinking how much I had enjoyed a "quick" three mile walk with a friend that morning around the Lebanon Green. Then I remembered this tradition and decided I would write.

Some of you might have been looking for a post yesterday, so you'll be treated to Day 1 & 2 today. 

I hope that even in the midst of this crazy, chaotic, frustrating, stressful time, you stop each day - even if just for a moment - and find something that fills you with gratitude. #30daysofthanks

Without further delay .............

Day #1 - I am thankful for Sunday walks with a friend

Most Sundays, I meet a dear friend at the Lebanon Green and we walk. We make 2 trips around the large oval and my watch tells me that is just around 3 miles. We catch up on our busy week, talk about recipes, or family. I am grateful for the exercise and the time away from the chaos of home and work. I am grateful for just that little more than an hour away from an endless list of "things to do." I am grateful to spend time with a friend during these times when it is hard to be together. 

I am thankful for Sunday walks with a friend

Day #2 - I am thankful for Sunday Night Bowling

I can't even remember how long we've been bowling on Sunday nights, its been longer than 15 years because we joined this league before we were married. Even this year, with less teams, less socializing, and no french fries  ... I still look forward to it. It is a few hours away from home with people we really enjoy spending time with. We wear our masks, we fist bump instead of high five's and we're super careful about where we stand and what we touch. It isn't the same as it was but I'll take it. 

I am thankful for Sunday Night Bowling