My sister suggested that perhaps I had found Jesus, after reading this particular blog.
This blog is an experiment for me. I am simply trying to assess my own happiness after a year of attempting to focus on gratitude, rather than my characteristic cynicism. I am not trying to be deep, or poetic.
I am trying to make simple, genuine reflections on at least on thing that I am grateful for, each day. Some days I succeed more than other days.
So today, I am grateful for being able to cuddle with my dog. And for snowshoeing. And for a storm day. And for fighting on behalf of art and Marie Chouinard.
I am grateful for halving a pair.
I am grateful to Emily for her sense of humour and to my nieces for their engagement. And to Sarah, who always has my back.
My cat James is affectionate.
I love wood heat.