Today I love this bright chilly morning that calls me outside with its brilliant light and then sends me back into the house for a sweater. I love how wonderfully friendly a sweater can feel. I love that I have sweaters that have been made for me by people I love and they feel like the best hugs. I love that one of my sweaters was made for me over thirty years ago by my youngest brother when he was in high school and it still works in both the keeping warm department and the “feels like a hug” department. I love when people make sweaters for their loved ones. I love that there is a poncho in the works for me right now and it looks like it will be ready for me in the next week or so and that’s going to be some fine cottage wearable knitting right there. I love that I am seriously considering putting the motorcycle on the road again this year even though I hardly rode it last year at all. I love when it is sitting there ready to go at a moment’s notice. I love that my biggest problem with pondering the possibility of it being available is that I have so many other things to do with my time these days that it seems wasteful to get it registered again.
Today I love that big plans are on hold, but not forever, and other big plans have been suggested for consideration by recent events and now big plans seem to be everywhere and they are all needing lots of thought, and believe me when I tell you all I’m thinking, really thinking hard. I love that, come what may, the richest I’ve ever been is how rich I am today and it’s nothing compared to how rich I’ll be tomorrow, because true wealth is experience, and I have a lifetime’s worth of that and I’m still gathering more.
Today I love pajamas with polar bears wearing scarves. I love memes that have meaning. I love cleaning up the garage and finding things I had forgotten I own. I love that stuff is getting put in proper places, and some of the places that stuff is going to are permanently out of my hands and reach, ergo no longer underfoot. I love how much it makes me laugh to realize that, of all the things I agonize over getting rid of never, almost none of them actually bother me once they are gone.
Today I love drinking coffee in the sun in my oldest, made-for-me sweater.