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I’ll Tell You Now I Keep it On and On

David got me these flowers on our anniversary in July (13 years, baby. Our marriage is officially a teenager). I’d chosen them as part of my wedding bouquet, but just got around to looking up their meaning today, and what I found kind of threw me off a bit: on the positive end, hydrangeas stand for gratitude. That’s lovely. On the flip side? They also portray frigidity, or disinterest (probably not what a couple wants to consider as it goes waltzing down an aisle, but let’s move on, shall we?).  Gratitude and disinterest: oddly enough, they’ve been the presiding emotions inside this ol’ body of mine this past year. It’s what’s prevailing, these conflicting feelings of extreme thanks for all the good in my life: the publication of All the Difference, my lit agent, my writing community, my family and friends and home and all of that. When I wake up every day, my first thought is just that: thanks. I’m so thankful to have this. But that’s before the second emotion sneaks in there, flowing around the side of that gratitude like…

In Thanksgiving, Really

I saw somebody on Twitter mention that she couldn’t wait until November was over, because that meant all her friends’ “I’m so grateful for…” status updates on Facebook would finally stop. This made me think two things: a) I actually like those status updates, because awww, people can be so SWEET, and b) I need a life. But because I’m trying to keep this post HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY (it’s the holidays! Fa la la!), I thought I’d give you my own list of thanks. So, in the spirit of one of the greatest holidays in American culture (I’m talking about Target opening at 8 a.m. tomorrow. What are you talking about?), here are some items in my life for which I am most grateful. Feel free to rant about me on Twitter while you stand in line to get that 30 percent-off mustache trimmer. I’ll be watching the kids race off their pumpkin pie highs on the lawn and hoping nobody breaks a leg. So, to begin. I am thankful for: Extra sets of sheets, at three a.m., when…

Short and Sweet

I went out with friends last night, and it was one of those evenings where we try to fit three months of conversation into three hours.  I came away thinking I might write something today about friendship and finding people with whom you really click.  But then, one of my friends and her family are moving next week.  She’s the first friend I’ve made since moving back to this area to leave it, so I thought maybe I’d write about that today–change and growth and all the feelings of fear and sadness and excitement those two words can conjure.  And then, as I opened up my laptop, I realized that Thanksgiving is tomorrow, and yes, you guessed it…maybe I’d jot down some ideas about being grateful and simply appreciating the moment as it happens.  Apparently I’m in a sentimental mood. But then I was saw this picture in my files. And I don’t need to write anything more.  It already did…