There are many things to be thankful for this 4th of July, which I know is more of a Thanksgiving sentiment, but why not on a day full of celebration, family, friends, and most importantly eating.
So things I'm thankful for on this lovely summer day in Brooklyn are:
1. My bike.
2. Kayaking in the Hudson River.
3. Fireworks, even if they scare Nina.
4. Nina and Jason visiting from Boston, and their amazing family house.
5. Melissa and Don visiting from Chicago (I know Don hasn't technically left yet).
6. Dates.
7. Low-key Brooklyn bars.
8. Being home.
9. Great weather.
10. Grilled things.
I could go on and on and on this weekend with all the things I'm thankful for - a hairdresser who doesn't pester me about my grey, being able to build furniture with power tools (I know giggle giggle), good books, plays that are difficult to write, my cuddly kitty and laying in bed with her waking up slowly.
How does 3 days of weekend seem to magnify the effects of normal weekend fun tenfold? It doesn't seem exponential, and yet I don't want to question it.
I feel like I have had a year long break from work. I'm ready to dive in again to a four day work week with my soul scrubbed clean of irritation and tumult.
I tend to mark my years more by summer holidays, 4th of July, Memorial Day, Labor Day, my birthday - than by the winter holidays. When I think of all the change I have been through since the 4th last year - it has been really, really difficult at times but I feel like I am in a fantastic place now, full of possibilities.
I hope you are in that place too.
