Friday’s Five

Five good things from the past few days:

Halloween memories–pumpkin carvings, homemade costumes, candy corn. Samuel and Sara’s tempera painted paper bag pumpkins that grace my table every October.

Nachos on a patio with a dear friend. We turn our bowls upside down to prove we ate every bit of the queso. Laughter is healing.

Red leaves. And crimson ones. And gold. Lord, they are beautiful.

Old journal entries. Reading back through and realizing the gift of life we have this very day. Treasure it.

Bob’s candy canes. The little ones. My goodness, go treat yourself to a box. Tomorrow is already November.

Press on, dear readers. Enjoy as much of this life as you can.

Friday’s Five

There may be more than five today…just a friendly warning for the counter types among us.

I’ve fallen off the regular blogging bandwagon, and that’s okay.
It’s all ok…that’s #1. Also known as “it is what it is”–” life goes on”–and other equally obnoxious sayings that really say nothing. I like them though. They’re fillers for what we can’t or won’t say, or for when there really is nothing else to say.

#2: I made my kids mac and cheese from a box and watched them eat it at my kitchen bar the other day. They’re adults now. There was something sweet in that moment. You might get it if you have kids. Or even if you don’t.

There was a baby monarch today. Tiny, tiny. It followed me all over the yard. Leaves have started falling. Another season.

I think that was # 3. Sometimes I combine the goodness.

Oh, a movie with a friend. That was wonderful. Just knowing you have a friend who will go to any movie, any time, any day. That’s something.

Ok, one more. Wow. Maybe I am sticking with five tonight!
Thunder in the distance. That’s my #5.
There’s something comforting about a rainy night, and knowing tomorrow is a day at home to catch up to the sound of rumblings and rhythms of raindrops. I’ll take it.

I’ll take every day we are left to get. We only get so many, after all.

Have a good weekend, a great week, and be good to yourself.