Whoa! I feel a little stressed this morning. Wait! It’s already afternoon. The weather remains mild. I have work that pays. My family is healthy. I have enough to eat and a cozy house. Having too much to do is self-inflicted stress. I did my daily reading and hurried through the briefest of meditations. I met CeCe for yoga, and five minutes later wished it was over. So I tell myself, ‘just breathe.’ [tweetthis]It’s all good. Too much is more, not less. Count your blessings.[/tweetthis]
[icon name=”smile-o” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A week with grandchildren: Miss E, Miss S, and Mr. C. What wonderful kids. They practically take care of themselves. All three climbed into bed before 8:30 and got themselves up and ready for school without a word of fuss.
[icon name=”rocket” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Rocket Clubs and newspaper assignments. 
Without the newspaper assignment I would never have met some fellow science geeks, saw adults and children bonding over rocket blasts, or met a new writer friend. Wonderful.
[icon name=”heart” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Marching band competition. The best
Again, nobody hurt. Even most of the flowers sprang back to life, perhaps stretching in the sun after years in the shade. I swear one of my garden flocks bloomed while Loved-One and I cleaned up the mess. [tweetthis]Summer is full of surprises. [/tweetthis]Of course, top on my list is: Nobody hurt. And in no particular order some other things for which I give thanks: