dear god

thank you for this life.

thank you for so many big things and so many small things.

big things from my life - my amazing and endlesssssssssly supportive husband.  happy and healthy children.  desire.  imagination.  health.  family support and deep friendships.  my brother, who is my oldest and longest and most knowing friend. nourishment in food and rest and relationships.

small things from just today - the way the water looked in the wind and sun on my morning walk, our city standing tall behind.  the choice to buy this tank of a car, which seemed ridiculous at the time,  but lately, everyday more and more and especially today is such a blessing.  our little co-op preschool, which i can't spend time in without getting choked up, no joke - so much love and support there, such a perfect introduction to a learning environment, so many new friends for adam and mama alike.  for eric's job, which is insane and crazy and unpredictable, but is also SECURE, which means a lot right now, his health insurance and guaranteed, never-laid-off paycheck, his built in peer group no matter where we are.  for the luck to live in so many places and know so many people - that a friend in key west recently "introduced" me to her friend in seattle (via email) because seattle friend is moving to maine.  for these new bogs boots from my most thoughtful friend that are crazy warm and secure on slippery surfaces, and for the knowledge of how important this is when carrying a baby in a carseat, a purse, a yoga mat, a diaper bag, a book bag, a lunch box, a set of keys and a steaming cup of coffee.  the four seasons that i've gotten to know, since i've never experienced this before and the luck that this "winter" hasn't been so bad after all (62 degrees today, a record high, is my kind of "winter").  coffee.  tea.  wine.  (yep, all of those.  today.) and good food.  those gorgonzola crackers from trader joes and tj's itself - how did i ever grocery shop before without the kid-sized carts and stickers at check out. david bowie and talking heads and my morning jacket.  my little yoga studio and the ideas. the red cheeks on my son after many hours of running and playing with friends.  the way my daugher smiles when she's in her bed (i get that) and seems so glad to be there, waving bye bye to me as i tuck her in, and her sweet face lying on her side totally a-snooze 10 minutes later. 

life is hard and so so so so so SO good.  isn't it worth it?

man, i think so.

i choose to focus on the good.