51 candles….

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I’m deep down ridiculously glad and grateful for:

~warm winter sunshine pouring through clean windows,
~the free and airy feeling  of  stretching  your legs
after being scrunched up cramped in a seat for too long,
~ taking a mug of steaming hot goodness into cold hands,
~the peaceful feeling of watching a river flow,
~chocolate melting slowly in your mouth,
~whenever someone brings you flowers,

~the smell of freshly bathed dog,
~kind,  balmy words that feel like a shot of courage,
~the simple  joy of making lists,
~soft,  clean ice that “poufs” when you crunch it,
~a pillow that fits your neck just right,
~the relief of a faraway flashlight signaling
“we found them!”

~winter-shy feet sinking warm into sandy beach,
~days when you can go turtling along….just mosey,
~tattoos,  even when they’re only on your heart,
~the smell of good hamburgers cooking on a grill,
~the smell of sunshine in towels and clothes
fresh from a clothesline,
~throwing out books that used to tie your heart in knots,


~an open window,  even in the wintertime,
~those times when you can feel it,  that God is sweet on you,
~cornfields and rolling hills
~when a song just seems to drop right from heaven
deep into your secret heart,
~that “it’s alright now,  I’ve learned my lesson well
…you see you can’t please everyone so you’ve got to please yourself”

~all the next steps,  fresh adventures,  and divine connections
still waiting around new bends,
~the feeling of getting lost in the flow of something satisfying,
~all the ways that poetry happens,
~dancing while you work,
~un-scratchy,  comfy clothes that feel like childhood,

~friends that love you even when you don’t always answer the phone
and sometimes let texts lapse,
~when sleep is sweet and finds you easy,
~shoes that are good to your feet,
~the pain that presses hard things into words so they tumble into the light
and let the bad air out,


~ the little triumphant thrill that happens
when you re-purpose or recycle something and it just works,
~when you  remember to look up and gaze at the stars,
~the feeling that you know you couldn’t earn it but you
get a golden ticket anyway,
~the feeling of looking  fear in the face
and it backs down,

~favorite movie lines….ones you’ll remember and quote,
~the way stress puddles at your feet like sawdust
when you give yourself over to creating,
~for night sounds that comfort and soothe,
~when your heart feels peace where questions rattled around before,
~the willowy way you feel after working out,
~the sound of moving water,
~ full circle moments,

~reading glasses and ringtones,
~the feeling when someone just lets you be,
~the way it feels when someone says your name fondly,
~the nourishment of wild places,
~when people pull together to help in a crisis,
~the strength of gentleness,
~and bubbles in your drink.

~and YOU,  of course,  my blogging friend
…I  love sharing this journey with you .
(and wish you could help nibble my cake,  too)

Two years ago I wrote down 49 reasons
I love this wonderful messy business of living.
This year I challenged myself to dig up 51 completely new reasons to celebrate this delicious life of mine.
I thought it’d be hard because I already counted the
really good stuff.
Turns out there are plenty of pickins’ still left in the field!

“I’ll have no trumpets,  triumphs,  trails of glory.
It seems the woman I’ve turned out to be
is not the heroine of some grand story.
But I have learned to find the poetry
in what my hands can touch,
what my eyes can see.”
-Judith Viorst

I’m sharing this over at Vision and Verb today,  too
….I love this creative bunch of writers.