is what it is, and today it is grand, oh so grand.
A peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a glass of milk for supper, made by my husband, also known as Mr. Amazing, was enjoyed while he finished simmering his supper fare: ramen noodles. Waiting patiently at our feet is our grand- dog-aughter, a found/rescue/ adopted love for some eleven years.
Our home is warm even though outside, it is brutally cold and windy. The linoleum is older and maybe looks a bit worn, but it is good foundation that has served us well for near forty years
Economic wizards remind me that my trash can eats better than ninety-eight per-cent of our world’s population.
We are mindful. We remember the words of Buddha: in the world there is enough for every need, there is not enough for every greed.
We are grateful to live simply so that hopefully others my simply live.
Abbey of Gratitude 