My cousins Chris and Gina have a hard time on this day each year because it is the day their mother (my cousin) died 9 years ago. I am not grateful for their hurt but I am grateful for how they face it. And for the love that their community showers on them on this day. Such a blessing.
Her book “Ruby” nearly ripped my guts out. So hard to read. So beautifully written. So everything. Yes and thank you.
My newish friend Monique asked me to dinner for tonight. She came to West Seattle…by choice and with no cajoling…which is more than I can say for MOST of my friends. And we had such good conversation at the dinner table and beautiful food and wine. I’m grateful. I’m grateful to have friends and I’m grateful to have this particular friend.