Revisiting my 60 Days of Gratitude-Days 16-30
Day 16. Grateful for the years of service my label maker has given me. A leaking coffee cup spelled its demise-now the sleek baby on the left becomes my new “wing man”.
Day 17 Friday night at the movies
Day 18. Finding unexpected quirky moments in the strangest places (Waterside Cemetery-Marblehead)
Day 19 – the restorative powers of the fruit of the vine.
Day 20 Grateful for the experience with Miss B-I think I still have this outfit in the attic.
Day 21 A day without clients meant I could tackle my messy storage space-sweaty but got it done.
Day 22 – Grateful for a perfect morning to have coffee outside.
Day 23-organizing products with a sense of humor.
Day 24: National pride-however it shows up.
Day 25: turning the corner in the supermarket and seeing this makes an errand into a delight.
Day 26:- fresh sweet corn with melting butter-summer sunshine in every chomp.
Day 27: sometimes it’s the REALLY little things-like clearing out the excess plastic storage containers.
Day 28: Chair-time with Ms Dritta, the stylist who works major magic on me.
Day 29: Grateful I don’t have chickens-they seem like a lot of work.
Day 30: Pretty toes thanks to the magic of Nikki at Artistic Nails in Swampscott
Whay are you grateful for today?
For my 60th Birthday – I decided to challenge myself to looking for those moments of grace throughout the day. I’d like to share this journey with you.
My 60 Days of Gratitude Days 1-15
Day 1: It’s the Little Things:💙
💕 actually a BIG thing-so grateful for all the beautiful spirits in my life!
Day 2: So grateful to live in such a beautiful town
Day 3- grateful for a husband who loves to cook!
Day 4-SO grateful for air conditioning in a car after driving one all summer without it!
Day 5 : The joy of finding an exercise I actually love doing!
Day 6: Sunshine through my kitchen window makes me smile🌞
Day 7: You never know with cats. So grateful I was adopted by a total love bunny. She stretches alongside me all night-purrrr😻
Day 8: I love my puffy comforter-takes me 2 mins to make the bed and THAT makes me happy!
Day 9: At the risk of never leaving my bedroom – I am TRULY grateful that this is what I see when I open my eyes in the morning – feeling blessed!
Day 10: living in a town where the crime log uses words like “sketchy” and “squirrely” and people report having cookbooks maliciously tossed through windows.
Day 11: the smells from a marvelous bakery
Day 12: Fairy houses – just because
Day 13: A strong, dependable hot shower in the morning
Day 14: Signs like this!
Day 15: fresh and yummy herbs
NEXT UP…. Days 16-30
There was an interesting article by Jura Konicus in the Washington Post recently titled “Millennials eschewing their parent’s hand-me-downs”. As baby-boomers (that’s me) age and want to simplify their lives – they are discovering that their kids (that’s mine) may not want the things that they have spent their lives accumulating. Not only are Millennials not interested in their parent’s stuff – many aren’t interested in being weighed down by their own things which have been carefully saved by their parents Today’s generation thinks digitally, has their own set of values, and likely won’t choose the same lifestyle as their parents.
This got me to thinking about how often we are called upon to “value” things because they meant something to someone else even if they don’t to us. My mother loved beautiful china. As the only child, I inherited 3 sets – complete down to the butter chips (really – butter chips!) In fact, knowing that I was to inherit them meant that I didn’t choose my own china pattern (we still did such things in the 70’s). Even though I had special shelves built to store them, I’ve used them fewer than a half a dozen times over the last 30 years. Lovely as they are, they don’t suit my aesthetics or my lifestyle. Seeing them makes me smile – sure – because they remind me of my mom. But more often they make me feel tired and guilty.
I have one child. Should I save them for her? What are the odds that she will want three complete sets of these hand wash only, 1940’s taste inspired, dust-collectors?
Of the many hopes she had for me, I’m absolutely sure that neither tired nor guilty were on my mother’s wish list. One of the best things we can pass along is the graciousness to accept that what we value doesn’t need a purpose beyond that. Sometimes we acquire things that serve us well, sometimes not. But tying up our personal value with the things we acquire complicates life when we obligate others to accept our values in lieu of their own.
So what if your kids don’t want your dining room set or their 1st grade report card. If holding on to these things bring you joy – that’s fine– they’re doing their job. If your kids don’t want them – realize that’s fine too. After all, isn’t it the memory of laughs at the dining room table or a six year old’s pride in a great school year what you really want to leave to the next generation? These memories will always be there – no strings attached.
I take personal pride in being an efficient packer (probably due to my childhood fascination with Castro Convertible furniture – I love multi-purpose things!) – bringing “just” enough to handle whatever climate or adventure situations I might come upon.
I recently returned from an amazing 4 week trip to Denmark, Norway and Iceland. Temperatures ranged from the 40’s to the 80’s, rain, sun, eating out with friends, dining at a few high-end restaurants as well as unexpected invitations to people’s homes. We traveled by air, train, car and boat.
But I was clearly WAY OVERPACKED!
Here’s what I went with:
Here’s what I actually needed..
Hmmm… just might think differently the next time.