the way i see it, november is the year's golden afternoon. it's the final hours of sunlight shining through technicolor leaves, projecting the world through an amber-colored lens. it's not as dramatic or moody as october, which excitedly blazes and smoulders, but it doesn't quite have the dusky magic of december either. it is warm colors that make up for colder temperatures; it is the last of the leaves silently falling on the ground; it is gathering and taking stock; it is gratitude.
the other night, after an evening of songs and games, bathtime and bed, andy and i laid stretched out on the couch exahusted, staring at the tv, but not really watching. it was an ordinary night, like any other day, and i couldn't help but think, man i feel lucky! i love this little life we have. the ups, the downs, and the small moments of happiness found in between. there's another week (to the day!) until we celebrate all that, but since there's a slim chance of me staying ahead of holiday shopping, i might as well get a leg up on thanksgiving at least.weee!). for an extra hour of sleep and an uncle/aunt-to-be who made that happen. for 4pm closes and leaving work while the sun is still out. for fluke 70-degree weather and bare legs. for cousins that are more like brothers and sisters. for old toys that get new life. for the isty-bitsy spider performed by an 18-month old. for the word "turtle". for two arms wrapped around my knees. for falling into youtube spirals that lead to this and for a husband - who dispite those late night reruns - is up at 6:30 so i can get a couple of miles in (and for an espresso machine that also helps to make that possible).
life is full of miracles and mysteries + all kinds of other challenges, but sometimes you can't appreciate good without the bad and for that - all of it - i am grateful.