I've always thought of seaweed as ugly sea barf. It lies on the beach, with a swarm of flies around it, smelly and wrinkled.
It's brown and slimy, ruining my sandy view of paradise.
Or, maybe it's liquid gold, strung on a necklace by invisible fingers who pay attention to details while decorating the ocean.
It depends on how you see things.
It depends on how you think the story ends, because while we breathe we're all in the middle of the plot.
Some of us are drowning in spilt milk and poopsplosions, but five minutes later we're getting sticky hugs from brown eyed people who can't say "banana" properly. Somedays life's a tragedy, somedays it's a comedy, but life is always a blessing if you choose to look closely and use a little imagination.
The List
A friend who brings presents to me when it's their birthday. Succulents. Aren't they cool? They're like friendly cacti; no thorns, but lots of weirdness.
Garden plans. I may have almost wet my pants heaving a giant bag of potting soil into my car, but there was something soul-nourishing about it.
Spring weather that allows for hours upon hours of bike rides in the backyard.
A small son who has started eating TWO turkey sandwiches a day to fuel his bike riding ways.
A surprise coupon for deli turkey (now hopefully I won't forget it at home)
Little sisters who break into my house while I'm at church.
Donuts at church. Jackpot!
Finding peace in the middle of the night.
8:30 bedtimes x 2 (I am ninety. Or, I am in my third trimester)
Hilarious emails from blog friends first thing in the morning.
Lego creations: a gun (of course) and a coyote call (!) that also magically calls foxes, wolves, and ducks.
#414-426 of my gratitude list and let us all hope I find my camera cord soon so that I might upload some pictures, because otherwise this is all black and white, and life needs some color, or at least a picture of Q in electric blue safety goggles.
