“A pair of shoes can change your life. Just ask Cinderella.”

 I am not above being maudlin. And I can easily articulate what I am thankful for this rainy Thursday morning. Only the first few items are hierarchical.

 

 

the view from my front door this morning

Life

Good health

Being loved, trusted ,  and liked 

Having friends

Abigail

An intact body and neurological system

Intelligence

Financial resources

Shabbat

Talents

A social conscience

That the dems took back the senate and house

Only two more left years of dubya's incompetent fascism 

Roe  V Wade

That I don’t live in Darfur Iraq Afghanistan Russia or any number of places on earth

Hot water

Wood to heat the house

The right to life liberty and the pursuit of happiness ( as dwindling as they appear to  currently be)

The ability to read

The first amendment

Color

The smell of roses

Strong coffee in the morning

Rain

Calla lilies

Peanut butter

Brioche

Clumping cat litter

Indoor plumbing

Memory

Stolichnaya vodka

Bill Clinton

Carnations

My cat’s purr

Black capped chickadees

Ralph Fiennes

Susan Sarandan

Thomas Edison

Sukkot

Volcanoes

Oceans

Peonies

the ability to edit mindsay comments

And everything else kind under the sun