Thank You

Although …

my oldest son argues like a lawyer and still wets the bed
my youngest son throws tantrums that could strip paint of the walls
nearly a hundred matchless socks of a half-dozen different sizes are strewn about my living room
my business is far, far from where I want it to be
I haven’t seen many of my closest friends in at least two weeks, and some not for at least a month
my Dad is going to have a scary, chest-cracking heart surgery sometime soon
my husband and I haven’t had a date, or even three hours alone, in gods only know how long
my jeans are feeling tighter than I like them to be
my car needs a new timing belt and I don’t have the dough to fix it
ants have invaded my kitchen and are stocking up for the winter on kid crumbs and dribbles
my roots are showing and they’re streaked with gray …

tonight I am grateful.

We just finished a home-cooked dinner of Chilean sea bass and arugula salad with homemade apple vinaigrette dressing à la Chef Ian, and a creamy, black cherryish red wine that we purchased last June on my birthday wine-tasting tour. We also just finished a 15-minute dance-and-sing-your-heart-out-celebration just because it feels good to boogie to Neil Diamond music blasting out of Ian’s iPod, during which Lucas displayed his new eurythme moves and sought praise for his graceful dancing and Asher signed more, more, more music!

Life. Is. Good.

9 Responses to “Thank You”

  • amaniellen
    September 24, 2008 at 1:47 am

    your ability to see the beauty in the face of REALITY is what inspires me so much about you. Life. Is. Good.

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  • kimkimkaree
    September 24, 2008 at 2:15 am

    I love this story.

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  • sundayhangover
    September 24, 2008 at 2:36 pm

    I get so much joy from reading your words. Thank you for sharing and allowing me to see, if only for a moment, the beauty of your world. *muah*

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  • sarabellae
    September 24, 2008 at 3:11 pm

    Aww, thank you! I try, try, try to see it–truly see it–through the chaos. Perhaps someday when I’m old I’ll wish there were more beautiful chaos around me.

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  • sarabellae
    September 24, 2008 at 3:13 pm

    SWEEE-EEET KIM-BER-LY! BAH BAH BAAAAH!

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  • sarabellae
    September 24, 2008 at 3:17 pm

    Thank you. Really, it’s my pleasure. It helps so much knowing there are witnesses. Perhaps readers like you will keep me from doing something rash. Let’s hope so, eh? xoxo

    Can’t wait to see you again.

    Reply

  • dakini_grl
    September 24, 2008 at 3:42 pm

    It’s a wonderful life, ain’t it? I love this post. And you. Oh yes I do.

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  • sarabellae
    September 24, 2008 at 9:41 pm

    Love you too, sweetheart. Oh yes, it’s a wonderful life. (I cannot listen to “What a Wonderful World” without crying.)

    Reply

  • dakini_grl
    September 24, 2008 at 9:47 pm

    Me too. xo

    Reply

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