November 23, 2011

because it's that time of year.

This year I'm grateful for easy joy. For the fulfillment of earning my Masters, the thrill of being back on the West coast, and the genuine elation that's lit me from within ever since Radley proposed--ever since I realized that I get to spend forever with the best person I've ever known.

I'm grateful for my new baby niece, Josie, and the health of my entire family. I'm grateful for two parents who so perfectly bridge the gap between mentor and best friend. For four siblings who understand me like no one else, make me laugh like no one else, and offer all the most helpful advice as I move through the phases of life they've already passed. For three of the funniest, cutest nephews and three precious, lighthearted nieces. For my future in-laws, who made me feel like family long before Radley and I set a wedding date, long before he gave me a ring.

I'm grateful for friends who make me feel like we've never been apart, who call so often it's as if they still live right around the corner (or just down the hall.) For friends who lift me up, cheer me on, and swear to put together an epic dance routine that will debut on our wedding dance floor.

I'm grateful for chilly morning walks. For coffee and the paper Internet. For wheat waffles topped with almond butter and banana slices. For red grapes. For the incredible bruschetta at De la Rosa.

I'm grateful for music. For Britney and Katy and Pitbull on the treadmill, for OneRepublic and Sara Bareilles while I write, for Adele and Mumford and Sons at any time, all the time. Mostly I'm grateful for live music, for the feeling of a shared epiphany that comes, eventually, during every concert.

I'm grateful for novels, magazines, blogs, biographies. I'm grateful for language that strikes a chord, words that inspire empathy. I'm grateful for the fellow writers in my life, talented friends who so kindly offer to read my work and so generously allow me to read theirs. I'm grateful for intelligence.

Peonies and lit candles and clean sheets. Rustic wooden furniture and colorful coffee table books and spontaneous afternoon naps. Handwritten letters, chic stationery, anything gold or French or coconut-scented. Blank pages. Outdoor cafes. Artichokes, typography, J. Crew, tall boots. The ocean.

My heart is full this year, maybe the fullest it's ever been. The blessings, lately, have been overwhelming and incredible, and I find myself pausing to greet them more than ever before. This week I'm doing everything I can to take it all in--to acknowledge the wonderful pieces of this life that have come together in a shape that looks an awful lot like happiness.

(Photo: My Flickr)


sarah said... [Reply to comment]

this was so beautiful, and so wonderfully written. happy holidays to you and radley xo!

The Magnificent Lou said... [Reply to comment]

What a gorgeous list! You have so much to be thankful for and I love that you have a gracious attitude about it. Happy holidays!

Allie said... [Reply to comment]

What a beautiful post! Just like everything you write. :)

Cassie said... [Reply to comment]

After having a pretty crappy week and an even more hectic work morning, I take a break from it all and I typed your blog name in my browser. This was exactly what I needed to read today; your words are so greatly written and it made me take a step back and realize I should be more grateful, for this moment...this time right now.

Thanks for that. :)

becky said... [Reply to comment]

I love how the punctuation changes this post. How it mutates from wide, sweeping statements right down to the little things. It emphasises how carried away with these beautiful blessings you have become--how you are riding the edge of their magic. That is a very, very fine thing to read indeed. And it so nice to see someone else with the same ideals as me. Someone who cherishes those big sweeping moments/situations/environments (although maybe not every specific) right down to the little things. Have a lovely Thanksgiving!

♥Abby said... [Reply to comment]

Lovely post! I'm glad you are happy and I hope the blessings continute to come your way!
Have a great Thanksgiving :)


Anna said... [Reply to comment]

<3 this, pretty girl. so happy for you!

Grumpy Old Ken said... [Reply to comment]

What a lovely positive post. You've set me going. I used to teach English. I used sometimes a poem that was basically a list of things the poet loved. Now I can't remember who wrote it. ( British but not Rupert Brooke.) Good luck in your writing.

Jennifer Louise said... [Reply to comment]

This is beautiful :) We don't celebrate it here, but Happy Thanksgiving!

siddathornton said... [Reply to comment]

you are amazing at reminding your readers to cherish the simple & magical things in life - you have a real talent.