As I typed that I broke out in song to the tune “you gotta have friends” in Donkey’s voice from the movie Shrek. Enjoyed the movie but really? Donkey’s voice?
Well, he’s right. Friends are one of the most important things a person can have. I’ve been lucky to find a fabulous group of women who have become so very important to me.
I was one of those kids who moved a lot as a child and as a young adult. Through all of those changes I made lots of friends but few of those friendships have been sustainable. Until now.
I have a group that I meet with regularly for social and spiritual needs. Many of those I work with and enjoy the more than occasional lunch. Its been a blessing and a life lesson to make and keep friends at this stage of my life.
Last year I had a difficult day. You know, one of those ‘run away from home, I’m done’ kind of days. Between work and the current remodel of my house, I’d had enough and actually did run away for the evening. I didn’t go far. As I was leaving, my brain went through my circle of friends to decide who be best to handle the overflow of emotions coming out of me. That had never happened before. I’d never had a list of people I knew I could count on in moments like that.
I am so very grateful for this group of amazing women.
Yes, I did go home, eventually. And yes, the project we’d been working on at home got finished and work settled down. Life went on.
Thanks, ladies for everything. You know who you are.
Does anyone else have a love/hate relationships with early mornings? I certainly do.
There are some fabulous things about getting up earlier than the rest of the world.
I love the quiet mornings and that first cup of hot coffee. Watching the sky turn from dark to light, just waiting for the sun to peek over the horizon is the best part of the day.
I get most of my work done first thing in the morning. I’ve discovered if I don’t wake up and write, it is more difficult to get back to it later.
Of course, there is the hate side too.
You know, those mornings when the 5:00 am alarm makes you want to throw it across the room and roll over in the nice warm bed. Except that your alarm is your phone and if you were to throw it then – no more phone.
Waiting for the coffee to get done at 5:00 am is one of the most difficult things. Since I mostly make it from hand, there is no prep work the night before so as I am half asleep I am navigating my Italian coffee pot.
Sometimes the muse is still asleep at 5:00 am and Facebook calls a little too loud. The coffee helps to wake her up and my morning journal pages nudges the muse but still, she comes kicking and screaming. Those are the rough days.
Still, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Do you have a favorite time of day?
In honor of the week’s end, I’ve decided to list some of the things for which I am grateful. Its too easy for me to get caught up in complaining about how long and tiring my week has been. Being grateful is something I can struggle with so here are a few things that come to mind:
I am grateful that that it is Friday and I have a couple of days off from work.
I am grateful that I will see my two grandchildren tomorrow, though I am not looking forward to the drive.
I am grateful for words that flow and especially when new characters pop up that will change the story in different and interesting ways.
I am grateful for good coffee.
I am grateful for a warm house on this cold spring night.
I am grateful for triple peanut butter ice cream when the craving hits.
I am grateful for the family and friends who have blessed my life. Things wouldn’t be the same without them.
I’m especially grateful for a husband who doesn’t hold it against me when I come home grumpy or spend too much time with the words.
I’m sure I am forgetting some things but this is a good start.
What are some things you are grateful for?