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Welcome to this week's list of likes... on Thanksgiving Day this time...there is always something to like, something good that happens, something beautiful that shows itself, a small gesture maybe done by a family member, a phone dropped but not broken, a meal that turns out better than you expected, a good movie you happen upon, the sound of silence or nature after the loud neighbors drive off...
today is slightly different than usual... let's start with the videos by soulpancake... all really worthy of watching
it can only help if we try to find things in common with others right? What do you think you and I have in common... I'd so love to hear. Some of you have been coming here for years and we've gotten to know each other. Some of you have never left a comment but I hope we have things in common...
Then this video from youtube on an experiment really got me thinking
my back spasms continue and during a particularly bad episode Tuesday night after a day of food prep, I gave up and laid on an ice pack. My poodle nurse came up to lick me well, and checked on me periodically til I was able to get up. His brown eyes were full of compassion and concern.
Wanting to use some eggplant this week, I put in the work to make a parmesan. When I make up recipes I know there is a chance they won't taste good, but it surprised both of us by how good it was. We decided next time to make two pans and freeze one for later meals.
I love watching the Macy's Thanksgiving parade
I am grateful for a home and enough food and our small family of 3. While I might long for things like a more pain free body and a return to civility in my country, while I might worry that I can't safely take the vaccine and am in danger, while I might want companionship of like minded friends that live far away or a loving extended family we do not have, I remain grateful for what we do have.
I can still love. Somehow that love will matter. I can still write and paint and sew. I hope that contribution will matter. I still remember my history and what I've survived and know the scars from that remind me of overcoming what seemed impossible to survive.
My social work days are over but I learned from them about compassion and understanding. I still seek meaning and will do what I can to encourage understanding not hate among people. I hope others can join me in this as I feel alone and isolated. Despite that I know there is goodness and intend to continue to seek it.
Mama: what a pretty dog!!!
Milo: where? where's a dog? I want to play!!!
Mama: oh, I meant you, you're adorable sitting there so straight and tall and handsome!
Mama: yes you're right as usual, "my baby"
now please visit these fine folk to read their lists of likes/loves this week, and let me know if you did a post I need to link with