Gratitude Monday: On the edges of Mothers Day : Black Tortoise Press

With Mothers Day just behind me, I must recognize first the gratitude I have for Loved-One, Wrestler #1, Wrestler #2, CeCi, Mr. Ceci, and CoCo for the way they lavished attention on me this week. They even gave me the lawn edger I coveted. I get a lot of satisfaction out of edging the sidewalks and the flower beds. There’s something about a straight line at all the borders that just feels good. [tweetthis]It’s like the way the back of a man’s neck feels right after her gets a haircut. [/tweetthis] I admit it’s sorta goofy. Here’s what’s on my list this week, in no particular order:

My own Mom. I’m so lucky to still have her, for one. The main reason I am thankful for her is all the wisdom she’s imparted, her openness to new ideas, her tough, but loving attitude, and the way she’s such a good friend to me.
New friendships opening with people like Beth Rosen and Lisa Romeo.
Newish friends who agreed to start a Mastermind group. I’m already feeling more accountable and our first Blab meeting is tonight.
The recovery of my brother-in-law, Randy, who woke up one morning last week unable to move his arm. His mini-stroke, turned into more of a full-blown stroke. Already, he is home, recovering, and ready to attach physical therapy.
The honesty of my sister, Vickie (Randy’s wife) who told everyone not to text or call while they were at the hospital. With eight siblings and a myriad of nieces and nephews, sometimes love and caring can be a bit overwhelming. Instead, Vickie kept Julie in the loop, who disseminated the information like command central.
Balmy weather and algae-off. Yes! The frogs and croaking; the water garden is ready for summer. We do need new fish. We found Zorro the Koi beached in early March. He had a good long life that went from black with an orange mask to full orange with black spots.
Yoga with Christine. Om!
My flute and my new teacher. Soon I’ll be ready with “Bungle through the Jungle.”
A flexible work schedule. Sometimes I feel like I have the structure of jello mold. At the same time, it’s wonderful to do what I want, when I want. As long as I don’t want to do too many things, which is my unfortunate tendency.