Tag Archives: gratitude and apprecation

Sunday’s Saying

“If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough.”  Meister Eckhart

Thank God For Friday And Other Stuff

“You really need to see a doctor about that, dear” an Italian older woman sitting next to me on the beach at Riis Park repeated in a tone that said “listen to me, I know kids.”

New Yorkers are many things – loud, brash, know-it-alls – and, as I found in the summer of 2006, medical experts quick to dispense advice.  Back then I had strangers stopping me on the streets, in restaurants and in parks to point out the obvious: my 18-month-old had bowed legs.

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Thank God For Friday And Other Stuff

On Monday night I took the red-eye from San Francisco to New York, allowing me just enough time to go home, drop off my bags and pull my arse into the office.

The red-eye is one of the ideas that sounds great in theory, but nearly impossible to execute without feeling sluggish and disoriented the next day.

Still, I am not complaining.  I realize that I’m damn lucky.

I’ve witnessed close friends battled long stints of unemployment, and myself fell briefly into the freelance abyss.  It’s not fun, and as a single mom it’s a concern.

Today, after a long week of work and travel, I push my fatigue aside and thank God I have a job.

Thank God For Friday And Other Stuff

It’s 1:30 a.m. but given my obsessive, hyper-alert state it might as well be lunch hour.  There’s a loop reel in my head that keeps replaying a work-related event from earlier in the day.

I have a small pool of good, old friends, two of whom are night owls, so pick up the phone and call one.  He picks up immediately.

It’s 3:45 a.m. when we hang up.

Back when my daughter was locked in the hospital Emergency Room revolving door, I learned an important lesson:  you learn who your real friends are by the people who appear in Intensive Care when you’re sitting there alone.  It’s not many.

I have a phone book full of acquaintances, church buddies, media contacts and former colleagues, neighbors and classmates.  But the ones I am most thankful for are those rare gems that been there in goods times and bad, know the nitty-gritty details of my life, and still accept me, idiosyncrasies and all.

Thank God For Friday and Other Stuff

What I like about the holidays is simple: seeing old friends and family, and receiving Christmas cards, especially if they include photos of one’s kids.  What I deplore is the commercialization and excessive, out-of-control behavior it produces.

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