Showing posts from January, 2017


Today I am grateful for my favorite sweatshirts and the sense of comfort, physical and other, that they provide. I am also grateful for the opportunities I am given to continue to evolve. EVOLVE . It is defined simply as developing gradually. It takes patience and faith to evolve, and it also takes effort. We don't control every aspect of the evolving that goes on in our bodies and minds, in our hearts and souls, but we certainly are better served by it all when we are willing participants. I continue to evolve as a wife and mother, a writer, a recovering alcoholic, a runner, a maturing woman. There is plenty going on in this head, heart, and soul and I am happy to report that much of it is positive and productive. A key reason that is the case today is that I have evolved in my gratitude practice. What started as simply writing down a couple things I was grateful for each day in my gratitude journal has become much more. I have other mindfulness and gratitude practices incor


Today I am grateful for sunshine yesterday and a nice pace to the day. I am also grateful for the smell of a good meal as it is prepared. FAULT is a loaded word. Stick with me and I will bring it around to gratitude. There are many definitions for fault, but I want to focus on these: an unattractive or unsatisfactory feature in a person's character; responsibility for something such as an accident or misfortune. We all have character faults. I am impatient, perfectionistic, and overly efficient among other flaws. My ego has trouble staying properly proportioned. I can think I know it all one moment and try to impress that upon others without even realizing that is what I am doing, or I can feel like a failure and a misfit in another moment. Accepting my own and other people's faults is hit or miss for me. It depends on my relationship to the other person, as well as my own frame of mind. I can tell you unequivocally, however, that I accept everyone better when I am in a g


Today I am grateful for Sam's successful wrestling tournament yesterday and that his shoulder is doing much better. I am also grateful for Darcy and other parents who made the lengthy tournament day enjoyable. I am back to my Z-A list with the word GRAVITATE . To move toward or be attracted to a person, place or thing. When we encouraged Sam to try a winter sport in 6th grade, he leaned to wrestling over basketball or hockey, but was hesitant about any. Once he got involved in wrestling, he really gravitated to it and has remained inclined to it ever since. We are grateful for that. It has been a positive involvement for him in many ways, and Darcy and I have appreciated getting to know a sport neither of us was very knowledgeable about. I tend to gravitate towards people in recovery who are working on solutions, not staying stuck in problems. Really, these are the people I am inclined to want to be around in all areas of my life. People who are genuine and honest, and share

More Where That Came From

Today I am grateful for the success of Darcy's medical procedure yesterday and that he came out of anesthesia pretty well. I am so thankful to the pulmonologist who did the procedure and her compassionate but direct demeanor, and to all who assisted her from start to finish in big and small ways. Hindsight: there's always more where that came from. So more hindsight before moving on to the letter G. The procedure Darcy had yesterday was an advanced bronchoscopy to remove a hamartoma (benign tumor) in the left lower lobe of his lung. It was blocking a bronchiole and causing recurring pneumonia. A post from December 6 and t his post  from December 8 both are about the initial bronchoscopy Darcy had, awaiting biopsy results, and the huge relief in news of a benign tumor. In the 6 weeks or so since then, we have many times returned to the gratitude we feel that Darcy isn't dealing with something more serious. But as yesterday's procedure approached, there was also con


Today I am grateful for the others parents we have gotten to know through Sam's activities. I am also grateful for our dog Oliver and his unconditional love. HINDSIGHT is today's word. It   refers to understanding an event or happening after it has taken place or become more fully developed. "Hindsight is 20/20" is a phrase often heard. I think about the many important insights I have gained by looking back on something just experienced. It may have been hours or days, or perhaps weeks, months or years. There is only one way to get to the hindsight. Keep plugging along. It helps to not overthink it; trying to predict or push for outcomes. It also is important to keep the faith and believe, even in difficult times, that we will glean some positives and gratefulness when it is all said and done. This has been my experience time and time again. Writing about it just helps the hindsight crystallize. Hindsight requires pausing and patience. If I don't give myself


Today I am grateful for Culver's custard, comfortable shoes, and family and friends who enrich my life. I return to my Z-A list today with the word ISOLATING . Setting apart. Separating. In this case, humans isolating themselves is what comes to my mind first.  People in recovery from alcoholism and other addictions talk about the danger in isolating. Pulling away. Not choosing to be around those working on recovery. Staying in one's own mind and space. These are indeed dangerous places for people suffering from a disease that primarily rests in the mind. If I isolate, I only have my own thoughts to rely on. It can become a slippery slope quickly, because my alcoholic mind starts to think some pretty tricky thoughts when left alone too long. I am also thinking about isolating as it refers to one of the drawbacks of technology and screen time. It would seem that we are more connected than ever in terms of social media, email, text messages, etc. In reality, they isolate us

Birthday Boy

Today I am grateful for my son Sam, for who he is, and who he helps me be. Today is his 15th birthday. A recent post on my second blog "Late Bloomer, Slow Learner" titled  A Late Arrival Comes Early  is the story of Sam's delivery fifteen years ago today. And a recent photo from our family pictures taken last September shows Sam looking nothing like the little infant he started as: Since I took a break from my Z-A list today, how about a different kind of list? Here are 15 gratitudes for Sam: 1. The opportunities that being a parent presents, and the gratefulness they bring. 2. The challenges that being a parent presents, and what I can learn in the process.  3. The way he interacts with his little nephew Leo. 4. When he and our dog Oliver get playful with one another. 5. The fact that he lets me hug him. I strive for one a day.  6. He is a creature of habit with things like making his bed every morning. 7. That he helps his dad and I balanc


Today I am grateful for the way my new Isotoner gloves feel and that they were half-priced. I am also grateful for my husband Darcy and the nice meal he made for us last evening. Like comfortable gloves,  JELLY  is a simple pleasure in my book. I have always been a fan of jelly, on toast in particular. Growing up, I was not a fan of peanut butter, so it was usually butter on toast and then whatever jam or jelly was available. Sometimes it was homemade, but often store bought. I would have to give the nod to grape jelly as my go-to, but I like raspberry and strawberry too. I will try anything from marmalades to jalapeƱo. I also like the squeeze bottles they come in now, making it easier to apply. Somewhere in my adult years, I warmed up to peanut butter. Now when I have jelly on toast, it usually starts with a layer of peanut butter that has to go on when the toast is hot so it can get a little melty. (Is that a word? Turns out it is.) Life's simple pleasures. Jelly. Gloves.


Today I am grateful for forgiveness-from others and myself. I am also grateful for the few pounds I have taken off in recent weeks after adding them post-marathon, and Darcy's support and similar efforts along these lines. I return to my Z-A gratitude list today with the fun word KIBOSH . Stop. End. Put the kibosh on it. Actually, scholars are unsure of the true origin of the word, though known use of it dates back to the 1830's. Put the kibosh on self-pity. That is what gratitude practice allows me to do to my former default mode. Putting the kibosh on drinking starts by "putting the plug in the jug," but for people like me requires much more than the absence of alcohol. This week I had my annual check-up with my oncologist. We discussed some leg muscle pain I have been having on and off and agreed that I would put the kibosh on taking the medication I have taken for 8 years. The kibosh may not last, but it will be on for at least a month, to see if I notice

One Day or 10,000 Days?

Today I am grateful for my five senses and the milder temperatures we have been having. Today and every day I am grateful for and committed to sobriety and to my recovery from alcoholism. I am taking a break today from my Z-A list to mark a milestone. Some friends in recovery use a sobriety calculator app for their phones. It tells them how many days and months they've been sober. I pulled it up on my phone a few weeks ago and realized I was nearing 10,000 days sober. I thought that was kind of cool. I almost forgot about it and then checked again yesterday, realizing today is day 10,000.  One minute at a time. One hour at a time. One day at a time. I hesitated to bring it up. You will hear differing opinions about marking sobriety. All any of us have is today, whether a recovering alcoholic or a "normie." My favorite line regarding this is the caution "Don't get so many years that you forget the days." I strive to live in today, not yesterday or tom


Today I am grateful for my oncologist and his patience in our medication discussion yesterday.  I am also grateful to have seen a friendly and familiar face, that of a nurse, who was such a kind and caring support in those first appointments I had after my cancer diagnosis. LISTEN is today's word. I appreciate the medical professionals who listened to me yesterday and so many more over the years. I appreciate being heard. Who doesn't? Being heard requires two (or more) people taking the time for the task at hand: the speaker who is choosing his/her words and the listener(s) who are giving full attention to the speaker. Listening is a crucial skill in any human interaction, starting with those closest to us but including anyone we encounter in a day. It is about respect, but so much more, including safety-emotional and physical. I fear listening skills are being eroded by our fast-paced days, the technology that pulls our attention away, the less and less face-to-face commun


Today I am grateful for the sound of ice and snow crunching under my boots as I walked our dog just now. I am also grateful for co-workers who help me in so many ways, and make my job more enjoyable. MAGNIFY . There's a word to ponder. To make larger. See more clearly. Look at a definition for magnify and you will find words like boost, enhance, amplify, maximize, intensify. These all describe what I try to do with gratefulness in my daily life. Enhance the positive. Amplify the beauty and awe that is right here. Our own minds are the magnifying glasses we apply to our life and the circumstances we are in. So I need to continue to ask myself questions such as these: What am I choosing to magnify? Blessings or curses? Gratitude or misery? Self-care or self-pity? How I answer these questions determines my perception of self and surrounding world. The answers matter a great deal. I also give thanks for lenses, microscopes, and other equipment that magnifies what doctor


Today I am grateful for forgiveness from others and for myself. I am also grateful for the friends I have in recovery and how we can laugh together. Today's word is NIGREDO . It is not a word I was familiar with, until last week when it was shared with me. Jera, who is with our local arts center and is facilitating the poetry readings I have attended, brought it to my attention. I am grateful she did, because the meaning it carries certainly resonates with me. A quick look on Wikipedia tells me that, in psychology, nigredo has become a metaphor for "the dark night of the soul, when the individual confronts the shadow within." It originated as a term in alchemy, which was early chemistry. It means blackness, decomposition. Psychiatrist Carl Jung and others of his time compared the alchemist idea of nigredo to the human ego; how stemming from our darkest times and deepest despair can come light and growth. And how at least some of our problems of our own making, thank


Today I am grateful for time to sit and enjoy the sunrise, and for the efforts of Martin Luther King, Jr. and so many others who have advanced equality in the United States and elsewhere. But there is still much to be done, and we each have our own part in that. It starts with how we treat those we encounter throughout our day, and continues with what we say to others and to our children. Kindness and compassion connect us. Fear and judging divide us. To do our part each day requires more than intentional thoughts and actions, it also requires OXYGEN.  I have a clean and free supply of oxygen at my disposal every minute of every day. It is vital and life-giving and yet I often don't even consider the importance it has to me, to all of us. Consider those with health conditions that make breathing difficult. They need help getting enough oxygen to survive. Consider also those who live in areas with air pollution that may be making them sick or causing diseases. Clean, free oxy


Today I am grateful for the beautiful walk I just took with our dog Oliver in the arriving daylight, my favorite time of the day. I am also grateful for every poem I have written in the last 40 years. There are hundreds and they have each helped me get to know me better. I am back to my Z-A list today. I used to pride myself on always being PUNCTUAL . In fact, I was often early. I have loosened up a little on my own expectations, but it is still very important personally and professionally. I didn't realize it until I was married with children in the mix how easy it was when I was single and only had myself to get out the door. Punctuality simply requires a little planning and foresight. My problem is I get sidetracked. My husband Darcy just shakes his head because I am usually the last one ready when we are all heading out together, even though I have probably been up longer than anyone else. I multi-task and do other things as I move around the house, instead of getting ent

January Thoughts--A Guest Post

Today I am grateful for poems shared by others and to others. I am also grateful for our dog Oliver. I am honored to share a guest post written by my good friend Liz today and I will be back to my Z-A list soon. Liz and I were co-workers for many years. She was an excellent English teacher, whether working with high-energy 7th graders or honors-level seniors, and an outstanding co-advisor to a student group.  Liz has since retired and has other pursuits to keep her busy. Among many things, she is a writer, a walker, a believer in the power of gratitude. I am grateful for the years of collegiality and friendship we share. I look forward to our next opportunity to walk and talk. Thank you for your wonderfully written and thought-provoking guest post Liz! January Thoughts January in Minnesota often brings some of the coldest and windiest days of the year. It also seems to amplify worries and challenges due to the general uncertainties of life. It can be easy to forget the suns


Today I am grateful for the numerous writing outlets I have and pursue. I am also grateful for my job and the variety of ways I get to interact with others. This week I have also been especially appreciative of the snowplow and salt/sand truck drivers who have worked hard to keep our roads clear and safer. When I think of QUENCH, thirst usually comes to my mind first. I know it is winter now, but think of a hot and humid day; mowing lawn, getting back from a run, or helping unload a load of hay. Then think of that very cold, very refreshing drink of water that you treat yourself to. That type of thirst can be quenched. But don't wait too long. Some of you non-alcoholics probably think of a cold beer as a quencher. It has the opposite effect on people like me. One drink doesn't quench, and neither does ten. The first sets in motion a craving that wants to drink itself silly and does. Besides thirst, there are other priorities we each have that deserve quenching. Writing


Today I am grateful for wise and reasonable Minnesota winter drivers and for silence on my commutes yesterday, to help calm and center me. You could say I like to RUMINATE. I certainly have practiced it plenty over the years. Going over something in my mind repeatedly, turning it over, magnifying it. Getting stuck on it. When it is a negative thought or emotion I am ruminating over, or a situation I can't change, it does tend to wear me down and become counterproductive. I can ruminate myself right in to a bigger problem than I had initially. This kind of ruminating will puncture peace of mind in a hurry. But here's the thing-typically if I have peace of mind, I also have peace of thoughts, and a kinder, gentler version of rumination is taking place. This rumination is more about reflecting and contemplating. And this healthier thought process can actually lead to solutions, to inspiration, to clarity. Take a lesson from cows and other ruminant animals. Good things can


Today I am grateful for my heart and my eyes--that they work in the physical and practical senses, but also in the emotional sense.  STARS is the word I am going to give my writing energy to today. I am not referring to the celebrities here, I am referring to the awe-inspiring ones in the sky. I appreciate a clear morning or evening when I can be outside, look up, and see star after star. If I am out in the country, away from all the city lights, I can see many more.  I can't really grasp the vastness of it all. There are billions of stars in the Milky Way and I can barely comprehend the distance some of them are from little old Earth. It is humbling to consider such vastness and my part in it. Humility is a good partner with gratitude practice. Starting with humility allows us to see more gratitudes than we would otherwise, which brings more humility, and on we go. If I could step on my soapbox for a moment though, I do have a couple comments about those human "


Today I am grateful for time with our grandson Leo and the fun we have together. I am also grateful for recipes--new ones and old standbys. TROUBLE is the "t" word I arrived at today, for no particular reason. The thing about trouble is that it can't be avoided all the time, but the hope would be that I'm not creating my own troubles or being troublesome to others.  Some people seem to relish trouble or being a troublemaker. I have seen that in students over the years. Nothing shocking there. They are seeking attention in ways that they feel work for them. The counselor in me wonders what is behind that. I have been able to help some students and their parents figure some of that out. That is gratifying work and always insightful to me.  It is more troublesome when adults keep looking for trouble, when they keep repeating negative patterns. We all do it in small ways. For me, one example is eating too many sweets. That can get me in trouble with my weight


Today I am grateful for my husband Darcy's support and mutual motivation regarding eating healthier and dropping our holiday pounds. I am also grateful for the squirrel that just ran across our back patio, giving me reason to pause.  URBANITE brings up a few points of discussion for me. An urbanite is someone who lives in a city. I think we can all agree on that definition. What we probably will have wider views on is what constitutes a city.  Technically, a city is defined as a permanent human settlement and it has existing government with rules and regulations. Good luck finding a population that people would agree to distinguish between a town and city, or a big or small town or city.  With a little research, you will 2,500 is the population number often used to differentiate a town from a city. Depending on where you were raised, 2,500 can seem like a lot of people or be considered barely a spot on the map.  I grew up on a farm, with my hometown numbering fewer


Today I am grateful for other bloggers, some I know personally and some I do not, who share their words and insights with the rest of us. I am also grateful for apples and their crisp texture and taste. VACUOUS is an interesting word that you don't hear all that much. A brief and general definition would be "lacking content." It often is used to imply a blank or empty mind, in a derogatory way. Today I would like to consider the benefits of a blank or empty mind. Or at least a less full one. I am working on expanding this emptiness in a good way. Clearing the slate or turning off the "blahblahblah" in my head that can run nonstop is good for me, but difficult. So I seek progress, just simple progress. Vacuous moments if you will. Pauses. Purges of self-defeating, energy-zapping drivel that one part of my mind always seems to be producing. Each pause and purge makes that part a little smaller, a little less powerful. As I walked our dog Oliver this mornin


Today I am grateful for conversation with and a ride home from my friend Paula. I am also grateful for the clarity of my thoughts this morning. Why would I go looking for a word like WRONG ? Because it carries many good reminders for someone like me. For all of us. I was wrong several times yesterday. Nothing major, but wrong nonetheless. I suspect today will hold more of the same. Other people were wrong yesterday too. A couple of their mistakes or miscalculations impacted my day, but not too significantly. I am proud to say that I handled their "wrongs" in a calm and understanding manner.  We all make mistakes, right? Why can't I be as calm and understanding with myself when I goof up, stumble, make an error?  I remain my own worst enemy. Progress is happening though. I cut myself more slack than I used to. And when I cut myself more slack, I tend to do the same for those around me. Wrong also calls to mind unjust and unfair situations. When I witness those, be


Today I am grateful for motivation to be healthy and for those who help inspire me when I am feeling less than inspired myself. It's back to our Z-A list now. "X" can be a little more challenging because it is a letter with fewer options. But did you know, according to , there are over 2500 words that start with "x" in the English language? That is still a paltry amount when compared to "t" with over 41,000. I have already used X-rays, Xerox, xenial, xiphoid, and xyst, so I turn my attention this time to XENOLITH .  A xenolith is a fragment of rock embedded in another kind of rock. A more geological sounding definition is: a fragment of rock differing in origin, composition, structure, etc., from the igneous rock enclosing it. They typically result from volcanic eruptions and are valuable in terms of information they can provide to scientists. I had a rock collection when I was growing up. I still have a coffee can full of s


Today I am grateful for the sleet we got on top of some freezing rain. It helped make it far less treacherous on driveways and sidewalks. I am also grateful for the connections I have with others in recovery. It makes all the difference in keeping me on track. Yule, yardage, yesteryear, yield, yearn, yolk, yet, yawn, and Yes (the music group) have all gotten space on Habitual Gratitude already. That leaves plenty of other "y" words to pick from. How about YOUNGEST ? The first two thoughts that come to my mind when I consider the word youngest are these: 1. Being the youngest of eight sisters. 2. My son Sam being the youngest of his generation on my side of the family. Being the youngest of eight sisters is something I take a lot of pride and pleasure in today. My oldest sister Danita has about 13 years on me. My sister Ruth has about 15 months on me. In between, we have Aileen, Mary Jo, Ann, Leonice, and Zita. We didn't entirely grow up together, with that many o

How about Z to A? Start from ZILCH

Today I am grateful for clean and cold drinking water easily accessible to us. I am also grateful for the members at our church who help make sure weekly services take place smoothly, including my husband Darcy. It's time for my fifth A-Z gratitude list on Habitual Gratitude. To connect to the first four,  start with this post .  I've decided to make this one a Z-A list. Why not mix it up a bit?  Keeps me on my writing toes. Gratitude is gratitude, no matter how it is organized. Avoid ruts and complacency by taking new approaches. I also have this thing about not repeating myself, so I will make sure to come up with original ideas for each letter. For "z" I have already used zeal, zest, zany, zinger, zenith, zucchini, Zoot, and Zeppelin.  So ZILCH  it is this time around. The zilch I am grateful for is the dice game. Six dice, two or more people, and a suggested paper and pen to keep score. That is all that is necessary. No batteries needed. Nothing high tech ab

Gratitude Revealed

Today I am grateful for unique experiences in a day's time. I am also grateful for the family and friends who enrich my life in so many ways. Happy New Year to everyone. Wishing you each a healthy and grateful 2017. More importantly and appropriately, happy new day! Happy new moment! That is what I strive for--to pause and capture the precious nature of a day as I move through it. I wrote about this in a post from the first year of this blog.  Just for Today (Point #17)  was posted on February 1, 2013. In it I talk about "all we have is today."  I also reference the amazing work of photographer Louie Schwartzberg and the compelling words of Brother David Steindl-Rast. Watch  Gratitude | Louie Schwartzberg | TEDxSF  for some incredible reasons to pause, watch, listen, absorb. Check out  for more on the ever-expanding science and practice of gratitude. Gratitude has revealed itself to me in many ways I could not have imagined at the out