It is a shame this jar doesn't overflow. When I've got my hands full for the last 365 days.
Not that I did not recognize the lessons and the gifts. I guess, it's more of a 'technical capability" issue :). Old fashion handwriting is becoming extinct in my present skill set :-) ... I am ubiquitous with this technology as this keyboard replaces my pen (which I like, given my bad penmanship :)) --- and limited patience with pens and tiny papers rolled up one by one in a pretty jar which will look better and will be more useful in the witch kitch ;-) ) ). And these high-tech machines, but mere tools, my brain, my heart, still in their rightful places, only hungrier and sharper.
And I was never the one with an ungrateful spirit. Behind this pragmatic and (contextually) cynical adult is a child-like presence when it comes to tokens, promises, surprises, celebrations, admiration, generosity. I want this a tradition. And instill this to my own child. Inspire my circle of influence. For a life of gorgeous chaos, this vagabond give thanks.
Friday night, last night, 26th of December, because blessings are infinite, I created crazybeautiful, my online gratitude journal, www.thegratefulgypsy.blogspot.com
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