Grateful Livin'
So, as I've mentioned before, I work for a hospice. There are many pretty outstanding things about my job (although some days I don't sound like it) but one of the major perks is that you are constantly reminded of the fragility of life. It's one of those things that you can only fully comprehend the magnitude of when you are faced with the thought of mortality on a daily basis. i know that this sounds morbid, but it's really quite life affirming. And gratitude is an obvious byproduct of the whole journey. Grateful for the under-the-radar pieces of daily life...So, in the spirit of it all and the shitty week that I have had thus far, I have decided to draw my attention to the tiny things that I am grateful for today. I know that a lot of you do this sort of thing and I Love reading them So here goes.....

-the very first sip of my coffee in the morning. I have now taken to the habit of pausing and sitting completely still, eyes closed, as I draw the cup to my lips. It is the first true moment of joy in my day and I feel as though it deserves the tribute of silence. And man is it worth all the drama. Spoken like a true addict I do believe. A proud one at that. I can't wait for tomorrow's sip...

-Wednesday nights. I couldn't express how much I look forward to this weekly gathering in a thousand blogs. What started as a random Wed invite to the Gilbert household over the summer has now turned into the would-die-if-i-missed-it, drive-at-the-speed-of-light-to-get-there-from-working-late, favorite part of my week. I now regretfully open my eyes to the sound of the alarm clock on that dreaded "hump day" and feel a surge of excitement thinking, "what am i excited about today? is something good happening?" And then it hits me-It's Wednesday! Some might think that I am exaggerating Think what you will, cynics! You can't take my wed nights from me. Just go ahead and try.

-Bill the gas station guy. Okay, Nin, you are going to think that I am ripping off your Jimmy the mechanic story here, but i swear on gelato that this is an honest to goodness truth. I stopped for gas today in a rush to get back to work and out comes Bill. Bill isn't the guy who is going to run the company, win the election or cure the rare illness. Some people might think that Bill is the most insignificant part of their day. But today Bill played a huge role in mine. He walked out to greet me in his navy blue "tuxedo" covered in black stains with a huge goofy smile on his face. And it hits me-this man is happy. Not happy enough, not gettin' through the day-but truly happy. And it's not because he has extreme wealth or a glamorous job. While the rest of the world is in a race to be the most successful, to live in the biggest house and to have the most letters after their names, Bill is happy to just be. And he inspires me. And he doesn't even know. And i Love that.

well, my computer time is up so I must continue my list tomorrow....until then....