you are an airplane

sometimes it is hard to face uncertainty with optimism - but you know when it isn’t hard? When the sun is shining outside and birds are chirping and it looks like a generic beautiful day but it isn’t just generic, its dynamic and technicolored and gorgeous. And people are walking and breathing and their lives are hard too but they recognize that today is a day to be grateful for. Because I know that even though our lives just got jostled a little bit,and this week has been stressful, and we aren’t sure exactly now where these lives we have will take us- we still HAVE them, they are ours, and we can do whatever we want with them. We can go wherever we want.

So I am terrified, but mostly I am grateful, grateful for wrestling on the ground with Banana, grateful for these cool walls and the ceiling fan mussing the curtains on an 80 degree day, grateful for eggs and avocado for breakfast, grateful for love in all of its forms - my mothers words, my siblings laughter, J’s perfectly sweetened, hand delivered cups of coffee, letters from friends appearing in my mailbox. Grateful for dark chocolate on the front porch in our neighborhood, listening to the kids on our street squeal with delight as the dairy bicycle comes down the street offering ice cream with fresh fruit and lime juice. squealing with them. grateful to be putting away our winter clothes, shaking out their dust and rinsing them and ourselves of short days, salt specks and below zero temperatures. Grateful for the dazzling array of patterned cotton sundresses and light that took their place. Grateful for work I love, grateful for the man I love, grateful to smell the sea every day.

whatever else comes of this, today I am grateful.

I cant stop watching this. seriously.