gratitude
A bucket of dahlias for a wedding. I’m so grateful I get to share my flowers this way.
I'm not a bad person!
My head really hurts today from some mental exertions and unintentional mobilisation efforts I impulsively started (trying to convince my friends to move from WApp to Signal). I regret some parts with great fervour. Even though I was prepared for the pushback, it still felt horrible and like I was going to die. I’m not being dramatic, it’s merely an expression: I absolutely was not going to die and I knew it then as I know it now. But it felt that way.
All the shoulds have arrived of course. Should have used better words. Should have been more diplomatic. Should have spent more time preparing them. Should not have sounded like a dictator which is another version of should have been diplomatic and open and curious – but I’m going to give it its own word count because why not be extra mean to myself when it’s so fun! (It’s not.)
Anyway the point of my very long intro is: I had a really shitty day yesterday.
I’m writing because I want to highlight this one part of the day where I let the car from Somewhere Rd cut in front of me (– grammar, whatever, I hope that’s clear) and I got a nice little wave in return as he joined the looooong line heading south.
Before I left the house, I received a very grounding voice note from a friend. She basically told me to breathe and how slowly I should do it and it was just so kind and I really believe it’s the reason I found some kindness or common humanity in me, in spite of my very shitty day, to let that one car go before me.
The wave of thanks really meant everything to me. I needed a reminder that imperfect as I am in how I do things, I’m really not a bad person.
The local grocery now has some pre-cooked paella I’m very happy* with. Lunch sorted for the rest of my life.
*The fried rice is a no. My taste buds won’t allow it.
News! There are good people out there!
I had to stop just before the 🛑 sign near turn off to P Road because T’s seatbelt came undone. I got out of the car a little flustered. Two cars stopped to check if I was okay and needed help. Two mums. A simple gesture of good will I’m grateful for.
Spontaneous video call with my childhood friends for a baby shower. It was so so so cup-filling. I’ve missed them both so much and I’m so grateful T called so I could be part of M’s celebration.
Grateful.
