Yoga pants are much more fashionable and I think they are more comfy.

I'm thankful for jump-o-lenes.

Yesterday I was thankful for

The day before that I was thankful for the Relativistic Dirac Equation.

And the day before that I was ecstatically thankful for DS and two feet of fresh powder on Upper International.

Today, well, so far I am thankful for pot roast and for tomorrow.

Today I am grateful for the snowdrops signalling an end to this long, bitter winter.

Today I am grateful for all the truly kind and helping people in a world of selfishness, avarice, and WIIFM*.






* "What's In It For Me?"

I am grateful for kind and caring people, too.

The clerks who take the time to look in your eyes and smile at you at the grocery store, or the people who say good morning, when you are on a walk.

The people who let you cut in when traffic is bad.

The waitresses that let old people sit at their tables for long times on just a cup of coffee, so they can connect and feel they are not alone.

And for old people who are kind to me and make me feel like they care, and that they know how it feels to feel all alone, sometimes.

For people who make others feel like they are not invisible.

Today I am greatful for the tears. Everyone that flows brings me closer to serenity and acceptance.

Today I am grateful for the people like MelodyLane, Pepperband, Mark1952 and _Larry_ (just to name a few, not meaning slight anyone) who without any apparent need to, spend countless hours on this site counseling, hugging, crying with and helping people through some of the most difficult times of their lives.

Many, like myself, come here hurt, fearful and traumatized, get solace and guidance from folks like these, then distance themselves from the pain and work to find their way forward. Some of us pay back what we can, but find staying too close causes more pain and so we back off. These folks are a constant source of encouragement, affirmation and hope.

Since I tend toward over-dramatization at times, I will just say that I don't know where I'd be today without them. I still feel a lot of pain, but with each passing day I also find that there is life after the crushing damage caused by the betrayal of one's most beloved.

Thank you, one and all.

Today, I am thankful for Pepperband's ever-changing, always entertaining, uncannily accurate signature lines.

Today I am grateful for the first appearance this year of English drizzle.

Yesterday it drizzled and drizzled and then drizzled some more. H and I went to an art gallery across London, putting our coats on and then off, brollies up and then down, and it was so nice. We had been missing this sign of an English spring due to the atypically harsh winter of the past 3 months.

Today, the drizzle has stopped and the sun is putting in a weak appearance. I can see a few snowdrops and traces of blossom on the trees. It is beautiful! This is an English spring, at last!