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Still, Fragrant, Thankfulness

Today there was stillness. Some of it sought out (by me, in the form of reading and knitting), some of it forced (in Adam's case - he'd overdone it the day before and ended up resting most of today), and both Littles were persuaded to take naps (if not at the same time).

Today there was co-creation. Food, of course (a collective effort, made by many cooks), but also last-minute crafting, a little bit of restorative knitting, and family bonds that were forged stronger than they were before. It's a wonderful thing get a group of people who might not have chosen each other's company otherwise to sit around a table together for the mutual love of another person (or pair of people).

Today there was gratitude. For 2000+ gifts and all of the ones that I don't write down (or even, to my shame, notice) - and on this New Year of Gratitude, of sorts, I resolve to cultivate a better attitude of thankfulness before this season comes 'round again.

2171. A normal day, but with a roadtrip at the end of it
2172. Safe travels under a huge orange moon
2173. Brooklyn and Tobin going to bed gracefully once we arrived, past their bedtime
2174. Parents and in-laws that like each other
2175. Dinner without conflict (none was necessarily expected, but I realize not everyone has that)
2176. Tobin thinking sweet potatoes were amazing, and Brooklyn's patience with a houseful of people who all wanted her attention


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