Grateful

It is 4:18 am and I am grateful. Grateful my dogs are sleeping in their crates. Grateful my husband is snoring next to me in bed.

I rarely have had time lately to truly marinate in my life. I am always on the go. But now I have some so here goes.

Life is strange. It is wonderful yes, but the highs and lows can be like living life on a roller coaster. One moment you're screaming with joy. And the next, well your stomach drops and you cover your face.

I am very lucky, some may say blessed. I have a lot. I have a life's purpose. Well, two really, law and literature. Even writing this, so early, brings me joy. That's why I do it. There's no other reason someone would write aloud to the world for more than a decade on a blog.

My sisters are also something I'm very grateful for. Through this whole ordeal, they've been very supportive. And I appreciate it. My friends have been similarly beautiful, lovely and kind. There is one person missing from the equation, but that is not my journey, that's theirs. I am just here to be me. To love my dogs. To appreciate my husband, our moms, and my sisters. Isn't that what Christmas is for?

Now if the universe would just gift me a couple more hours of sleep. I'll have all I need.