This city having at least one relevant sports team

I am very grateful for the Miami Heat and Dolphins sports teams. Without them, we would have no relevant teams (apologies to the Marlins and Panthers, as I love you guys too). They make our city proud and have somebody to root for in tough times. I sure as heck wouldn't have to root for the New York Knicks or Baltimore Ravens to go far otherwise.

poetry

Poetry allows us all to express ourselves differently. We can make the slightest, most minor event or thing seem important or beautiful Ultimately, it is up to each individual to create our own art and that I am very grateful for.

Family

I am grateful for my family. Not everyone has a family that can always be there for their child(ren) or always care for them. I am en blessed with one and I am thus very grateful for this fact.

Grateful

I remember, a while back when going to school at MDC and working for my friend Andrew's father,there was a moment during that time that I felt this feeling in between my eyes where I felt as if something had triggered this laser sharp mental focus. It was almost as if a supreme confidence had just taken control of me and I felt like I finally had something really good going for me.

This is how I feel now.

I just wanted to thank, even if they read this or not, those that have been there with me on this journey no matter how big or small of an impact they have had on me. And just to think that my life is still in its younger stages makes we wonder what else is it that I could possibly learn!

I am excited for the future and what it has to offer and I hope to be of service to those that have helped me and to those whom I haven't even met yet.

Happy holidays and hope to hear back from some of you!

-David Gonzalez

The food on my plate at dinner at night

 

                                            Some people may take the food on the table for dinner at night for granted, but this should not be the case. I am always grateful for each meal, even if I would rather have something other than what is being served. Being well nourished is something that should always be appreciated in my opinion.

we ate our third thanksgiving dinner with a friend who lives half his life in Cuba and half here... he is one of my oldest remaining friends and i am so grateful to have listened to his wonderful story telling and hear his laughter... it has been hard losing friends and family from this existence and being with my friend has taken some of the loneliness i have been wrestling with for some time now... i have only two blood relatives left and so as i grew up an only child i have made friends as important family in my life... thank you friends and if your not one of mine yet, let's hang out more... Tere too has given me many opportunities to learn lovingness in non-blood relationships... i sense the bridges built with love last long and strong... thanks again...

Thank you!

I just want to say "thank you" to my savior Jesus for my beautiful family. God bless you all.

 

Familia

Alguien dijo alguna vez q los amigos son mejores q la familia porque los primeros se escogen,los segundos ya vienen en el paquete.

Yo debo ser un hombre muy afortunado. Naci en medio de una familia q me dio todo el amor y la educacion q pudieron. Hoy no estoy cerca d ellos sin embargo sigo recibiendo ese amor a traves d sus correos y llamadas.

Pero por si fuera poco ahora he podido convivir con otra parte d la familia q me demuestra a cada momento su amor. Yo no los escogi a ellos, ellos tampoco a mi, sin embargo estan ahi, conmigo incluso cuando no estan a mi lado.

Me siento bendecido de haber recibido este regalo q no creo merecer.

Paradise

I am so ever grateful that I live in such paradise. Our home is perfect.  We have enough rooms so that each child can have their own space. Our great room is amazing. It's a living room and dining room all in one where we can all be together. It has exposed beams and I'm thankful the original owners never covered them. Our landscape is so lush that creatures feel comfortable making their nests.  Even our hens love roaming through it. There is so much peace all around our home. I am now writing this post next to the opened windows in the great room feeling the cool breeze of this last November day. My grandnephew is sleeping over for the first time.  He will be sleeping in our bed inbetween Carlos and me. Carlos finally shaved his No Shave November beard and is writing his post to complete this November challenge in which I am extremely thankful. Allan and I are sharing a table. He is studying and is working on some math problem. Not sure if it is for his Calculus or Biology class. It's really nice to see him enjoying his studies and to have him home tonight.  My mom just finished in the kitchen and has just said goodnight to us all and threw us a kiss.  David and Inez are out with their friends.  Dogs are happily laying on their towels.  What more can I ask for?  This is paradise!

Love

This has been a difficult year for me.  I've struggled with bouts of anxiety that have left me feeling fearful and ungrounded for weeks at a time.  I had never experienced anything like that before, so coming to the end of this month and the year, I am grateful that over the past month, I've been thankful every day, I have felt peace, and have felt well.    I realize that this is a beautiful and tremendous gift.  I'm writing this in front of a Christmas tree with colorful lights, a living room full of toys that my grandnephew who is three has been playing with all afternoon.  I'm in a house where there is never any shouting, disrespect, or arguments.  All around, there's so much love and peace. These things don't happen on their own, however, but are invited into being by people who are aware, conscious, and willing conduits of love that is unconditional, unflagging, and fierce.  I'm grateful today for my wife, who is such a human being.  She has held me, cried with me, and anchored me.  She is the clearest expression of love that I know. I end this 30 day challenge with her in my mind, heart, and soul.

*Blessings for all who have posted and read this blog these past 30 days! Namaste.

+Maribel Guenaga-Gonzalez

Grateful that we went to Fairchild to see an exhibition that was not installed yet!  So we spent the time in the butterfly exhibition, and watched moving beauty.

Grateful that in a search for a tutor, we found a young man who is working with ESL children in a tough school and our work will help him keep afloat so he can do the other work which is so needed.

Grateful for the instant family photos shared by distant family.

Practice

Just realized that there are 20 minutes left of the day and I have not written.  The practice of remembering to share is something I'm grateful for today.  There have been days this month where I did not feel or was in the mood to be grateful but realized that gratitude is not a feeling but an action, one that can happen during any time.  Practicing gratitude during the good times, like today and this past month, is something that I realize will help me when things get rough.  It creates a pattern that is not easily changed even in difficult situations.   I send out a giant thank you to all of you who have posted over the past month and who have read; you have all encouraged me in this practice.  Tomorrow is our last day of the challenge but definitely not the last day of this powerful practice of gratitude.

I love this picture as it captures the sweetness and delight of this day. It was

 taken while waiting in line to get our Christmas tree.  So many layers of gratitude in our hearts!

Well there are many things that make my life happy – love and food are on the top of the list. When they get together that is heaven. I am thankful to the turkey who was fed good organic food, and allowed to run around up until he was sacrificed for our rituals and our well being. I am mindful that the amount of food we have exceeds what many have in a week and some not at all. I am concerned that we do not lose our sense of responsibility to the rest of the world that is not eating and we will continue to beg for their relief too. Our strength comes from this communion we have with family, friends, food, and fraternity .

Grateful this morning for a new coffee brought by our international guests last night:  coffee roasted by the Saudi grandmother of a newly met friend and spiced by the friend.

Grateful that we could share last night with long time friends and with our children and meet a new couple. Grateful that we can look forward to Frank's Godson's return from college and make plans with his parents.  Grateful for Rebecca's friends wanting to drop over and Sarah's friend wanting to chat by Skype with the girls.

Grateful for pie for breakfast, apple made by my husband and pumpkin by my daughter. 

Grateful for music on the Ipad, from my youth and from our children.  Kenny Loggins this morning and House at Pooh Corner:  back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh.  Watching the River Run.  Grateful I can skip the Miley Cyrus songs, but loving Taylor the Latte Boy.

Grateful for no urgencies anywhere in this day.

Grateful for the beauty of this day.

Grateful for leftovers in the fridge:  three kinds of sweet potatoes, two kinds of green beans, multicolor cauliflower, stuffing made by husband and son,  Susan Stamburg's cranberry horseradish sauce, lots of apples and pears. 

Grateful for this life.  

Enjoying a cool breeze and some coffee before continuing with preparations for tonight's dinner. A moment of pure bliss. Nothing to do but pure surrender.

I am grateful this morning for my grandmother, who is far away and aging.  She has been the solid love in my life since baby years. 

I am grateful for cooking with my husband yesterday and sharing 19 years of holidays.

I am grateful for our eldest who asks how she will handle Thanksgiving when she has her own house and is satisfied with well, you will always come home and then I will teach your kids and you can go to their house.  And grateful for watching her make the pies last night.

I am thankful for the care with which our middle daughter is driving and for her playing with her brother yesterday.

I am thankful for the silly game our son and I play where we try to give each other raspberries.

I am thankful that we have time and freedom for church this morning to say thank you in community and to remember the creator and redeemer of all.

I am thankful for old friends coming to dinner and some new folks to share the day with.

I am thankful for several days of no alarm clock and time together.

I am thankful for the quiet house and coffee this morning.

I am thankful for Facebook, where I can share photos and stories with friends and family -- smiles and sorrows.

I am thankful that Thanksgiving is layered with memories of meals with family and friends, of stories about things that went well and not so well, of funny moments and bittersweet moments.  That we buy rolls knowing there is a 50% chance they will burn in the oven, because that is part of the ritual too. That we have jokes about the pies.  That we look forward to Mama Stamburgh's cranberry sauce, because Susan Stamburgh's family story has become one of our stories.  That our kids miss their "god-cousin" who is in Canada for college.

Family and friends

Just knowing the fact that some people don't have families or family members close to them makes me even more grateful for the fact that even though we're not perfect, and no one or no family really is, I am grateful for each and every one of them.

the in love's

Back from one son and daughter-in-love's house and the two in tow grandkidz who seem to be so different each time we see them... Finished making cranberry sauce for tomorrow's eats with another son and daughter-in-love and as i banged around in the kitchen built by Pop, cooking in the madrugada as Mom would have done before Thanksgiving day in the same room, i felt the breath of my Mom's ghost whispering in my ear... while Tere, my beloved, sleeps silently in our bed waiting for me... i am off!

Twenty-One Years of Bliss

I wanted to wait until the last day of November to write about this, but I couldn't wait any longer.  For the past twenty-one years, I have been blessed by sharing this amazing journey with the most kindest, caring, wisest, patient, intelligent, tech-savvy, loving, and handsomest man ever! He brings out only the best in me and everyone! Being with him brings me pure joy and delight. We have three beautiful children who are proud to call him dad. Since our children are now older, we seem to have more time together.  Now we have scheduled dates:  Friday Lunch Sushi and Sunday Breakfast.  Also, our workouts seem to be happening more often.  In one week, we can usually get in four workouts, three yoga classes, and a run or two.  Key Biscayne is our dating run while Continental Park is mostly our week run. Recently, he discovered that the Android phone has Google Hangouts in which we can have our own face time.  I love face time! Even though we walked the same hallways in our high school without ever meeting, I am so thankful that our paths met again and this time we made eye contact and much more.  Blessed to be living twenty-one years in pure bliss with my love.

Hermanos

Ayer se casó mi hermana, y parece q fue ayer cuando la vi por primera vez cuando yo apenas tenia 6 años.

Ser hermano mayor d una niña no es una tarea envidiable jaja, al menos eso pensaba durante su niñez y adolescencia.

Es increible como todas nuestras peleas y luchas en ese entonces sirvieron para q hoy nos conozcamos d tal manera q podemos hablarnos solo de mirarnos y entendernos aun en la distancia.

Esas son cosas q solo el amor puede hacer. Y hoy al verla siendo una excelente hija, profesional y casada empezando su vida matrimonial no puedo dejar de sentirme orgulloso y agradecer a Dios por haberme premiado con el regalo de mi querida hermana.

Just got back from my sister-in-love's house where we celebrated my nieces' birthdays, a pre-Thanksgiving affirmation reminding us that life is good, that blessings abound, that grace is always present.

This morning I am grateful that a strong storm means only a few hours without power.  That walls still stand, that grocery stores are open, that I can replace anything spoiled and that I have a lot of options.  I am grateful for the experiences that allowed our son and me to laugh about other ways to make Thanksgiving dinner:  a box oven, a Dutch oven with coals, a grill, the two Girl Scout stoves in the trailer out back.  For the thought that most was done and good and cold, so that if the power stayed off, we could take the stuff to our church or my friends' homes.  For the idea that we could make pie at church if needed.  For the entertainment of the ideas we had.  And for the power coming back on after we had all that fun thinking of ideas we knew we were not likely to have to use. 

And one more grateful thought:  storefronts with Cuban coffee -- which I could not make at home this morning.  Much easier to laugh when you have coffee and options. 

435 Much Madness is divinest Sense

by Emily Dickinson 

Much Madness is divinest Sense —
To a discerning Eye —
Much Sense — the starkest Madness —
'Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail —
Assent — and you are sane —
Demur — you're straightway dangerous —
And handled with a Chain — 




I amazed how that poem speaks to my condition. I am so grateful to Mary Wilder, my three time English professor, who in the dim center of Georgia, made me forget the smell of the paper mill and taught me the difference between classic and popular, thus deepening my appreciation and awareness forever.

Flicking Gratitude

There's a nonleaking roof over my family's head. Nonviolence is practiced in my neighborhood streets. Assurance that I will have power generated to my home every day, twenty-four hours a day. Availability to create a new dish with the knowledge that I will find all ingredients with ease. Easy access to my mode of transportation is something I don't have to lose sleep over. Walking to work is only a few steps away. With the flick of the wrist, I have clean running water without the threat and fear of being abused or killed. Deciding thought for leaving a country and their loved ones behind for a better future for them, their children, and the generations to come. For the mere thought that I can experience life with health, the use of all my five senses, laughter, peace, and love. To be continued.

Incredibly grateful that my son returned home from his service in the Peace Corps. Looking around at  the people in the international terminal I could see how happy they were greeting their loved ones. Lovely sight. AND another of my three sons cooked a special dinner tonight for the homecoming! I will be very grateful when my oldest son and his family arrive. It's after midnight and I am tired!

Grateful today for all of the food students have brought to each of the classes we've had together.  Each can, bag of rice and beans represents presence, blessings, and possibility.

Grateful for the smell of butter, onions, celery.  Listening to Frank tell all the high school boys who ask what we are doing -- how "stuffing" is made.  Watching these boys listen.  Grateful for my children's friends.  Grateful for memories of many Thanksgivings and thanksgivings.

I am grateful for apples, cinnamon sticks and whole cloves. As I am typing this entry I am boiling all these ingredients together for a nutritious, low-Sugar, natural juice. I learned this recipe from my sweet grandma. I am so grateful I learned so many valuable skills in the kitchen from the best.  I think of my Mamita everyday.  I keep her in my prayers and heart forever.  If I could only see and talk to her one last time... she would be so proud. :)

Dr Who

Today's small gratitude:  Getting to the grocery stores early for easy parking spaces I can get back out of! 

Yesterday's:  Going to see Dr. Who in 3D with our kids and four others.  I enjoyed Dr. Who at some point in my teens (I think that was when!).  My kids and many others are now hooked and have been looking forward to this Fiftieth Anniversary special for months.  It was extraordinary.  There were so many great inside jokes, history of the series, special effects, surprise appearances.  But most of all, it was a wonderful conversation among the past, present, and future.  About when you see no way out of doing something awful.  Of how people deal with what they have done and what they have become.  About identity and memory.  About morality.  About friendship.  About facing yourself.  About challenges.  It was moving, memorable, a great romping story, and I am so grateful to think that this story, as it unfolded in all its nuances and delicacy, will be part of the formation of my children and so many others.  One of the central items is "the moment" which is a machine with a conscience and the conscience is beautifully and brilliantly played.  The dear friend is also brilliantly played.

It was also great fun to be there with a full theater, laughing, cheering and crying.  And when the lights came up, child number 2 turned to child number 1 and said: "Rebecca, Mom is crying again."  And Rebecca patted me on the head and said "Oh mom!"  then quietly,  "it's OK.  This is the third time I saw it and the third time I cried too."

I am grateful to the writers, the director, the actors, and the kids who have kept this alive and shared it with me last night.  And to the kids who came dressed as a Doctor or a Tardis or a companion.

We have a tiny bathroom, but it has this incredible deep jacuzzi tub that every so often I fill up with hot water, drop some lavender oil, and just soak.  Spending 30 or 40 minutes in the water often helps me unravel what has become knotted over a long day.  I'm grateful I could soak tonight.

Fascination

I am fascinated with the corners , closets, and cabinets, nooks and crannies where the spirits hole up and poke into the light now and ag'in, slap a smell on my tongue, spill a tear on a counter top, snatch a breath up my throat, force a pain on a nerve, all to let me know i’m alive and not alone.

Friendship

I am grateful for having the opportunity of spending this past week with a friend of mine who visited from California. We had a fabulous time at Book Fair.  Aside from participating in most of the events, it was wonderful to be together and to share some intimate thoughts like only two friends can do. I feel blessed that she is part of my life.

Grateful

To be a part of this beautiful community of lovers.

Thank you all so much, you fill my days with light and hope.

Finally, after about a month of intermittent land-line service--more off than on--the Comcast tech determined that the problem is outside the house, and he will return early tomorrow morning to find and fix it.  In the meantime, tonight he got me access to a dial tone through my computer modem. It is great to have a working phone. Thank you, Anthony!

Celebrating Life

Our Sunday family dinners fills my soul with pure sweetness. Today we gathered to celebrate our November babies, Alex 20, Inez 18, Jackie 17, and Jenny 17. I am so grateful for each one of them. They all bring so much joy to our family.

Today was an amazing day to cap off an amazing week. The 13th Feria Campesina in Chacraseca. Seeing friends from the community and sharing a day of dancing culture and food was wonderful. I have had an amazing week with a wonderful group of old friends and new, sharing the beauty of Nicaragua and it's people is a powerful and amazing experience. Building bridges between the developed and developing world is a special thing and opening peoples eyes to new things is really exciting. I am blessed to serve and grateful to be able to share my knowledge. Seeing the Richard Streb Memorial Library come closer to completion every day is thrilling! Without all the people that invest in our projects none of this would be possible and I look forward to seeing how things will continue to develop!

This morning I was grateful for lists.  Things went in directions I had not planned all week, and 80 loaves of bread had to be baked today.  The list represents the ease of doing it all when there was not enough time to think about it.  The list represents many memories of times we made this bread with Girl Scouts, all we learned each time, and all we can do.  The list represents a way I can support these girls and help other girls learn that they can help.  The list represents ways our girls committed to making a difference with their own hands for others in need.  It reminds me of the time Sarah told me that if we did not make it ourselves, it really was not giving of ourselves. It reminds me of Rebecca learning to lead others and push me out of the kitchen.  This list is five years of bread baking for others, with my own girls and my Girl Scouts, of watching them grow in grace and love, of helping not only the church that puts together these Thanksgiving meals, not only the people who receive the food, but the souls of the girls in our group and of the girls we include each year to teach that their hands are never too small to help.  I am grateful for the opportunity to be with these girls, their mothers, these memories.  And I am so grateful to the list that makes it possible to get it all done because the list holds all the practical experience necessary to have the spiritual experiences.  And the smell in my car of 80 loaves of spiced pumpkin bread will linger for a few days.  For the video made by our once much larger troop about this project five years ago, see http://www.spreadthebread.org/bakeadifference.html

And one more thing, this list provoked memories of a friend who talked about all her lists for the holidays.  I love layered memories. 

Be Still

"Be still and know that I am Love."  Ps. 46

For moments, glimpses really, where I notice the noticing, and for just a second relax into being and after the ephemeral experience, realize that the one witnessing thoughts is not the thoughts, not the feelings, not the body-- but Consciousness itself--I Am.  

Being healthy and alive

                              Much like this beautiful flower, I am alive and well. I am grateful for every day I have and that I am in relative health. Not everyone is both healthy and in good spirits so I have a lot of gratitude for that. You can't take any given day for granted.

I thank God for putting the right people in my path when I needed help today. On the way back to a parking garage, I ran into my parish priest and his wife, who were also going to the garage.  I was having difficulty walking, and when we got to the garage, they offered to take me in their car to look for my car.  I thought I knew where it was, but it took us quite a while to find it. If I had had to walk up and down all those ramps looking for my car, I doubt I could have done it. 

Somehow, I missed yesterday, although I posted elsewhere!  Yesterday I was most grateful for the admissions officer at a college who handwrote a single sentence on my daughter's acceptance letter, making it clear that her essay was read and valued.  No doubt a simple thing to the officer, but the love I feel towards him for caring enough to do that is strong.  My thankfulness for this experience of acceptance (pun not intended) for my daughter is deep.

I am grateful to our friends who left town and let us have their CSA share this week, with fresh eggs!  I am grateful for the full cathedral at the Ordination of 7 deacons, for singing I Bind Unto Myself Today, Here I am Lord, and Be Thou My Vision, all favorites of mine.  For sitting with Karen from EFM who missed our reunion last week.  For watching Mercedes from EFM be ordained.  For Liz representing all of us and Silvia reading in French.  For our middle daughter Sarah supporting Rebecca by going to the Book Fair, because Rebecca would not otherwise go alone into crowds, and for Sarah finding it to be such a joy.  Good deeds are repaid quickly!  For all the crazy driving and dashing to meet the girls and get one to a choir concert on time and the other to a cross country team movie night on time at opposite ends of the County.  For Caleb's company.  For Frank's patience. For water to drink.  For café con leche tomorrow morning.  For knowing that even an overfull bag of stuff to do will close if you sit on it hard enough! For the luxuries that all of these events represent.  Friendship, family, books, cars, church . . .

Twelve Years of Walks

I'm grateful for my neighbor Victor.  We've been walking together for over 10 years now.  It's a funny friendship because we don't have obvious things in common.  Our politics are different; he loves the Vikings and I have very little interests in sports; he's a devout Catholic and I'm a devout spiritual mutt who mixes and matches traditions.  None of this has mattered, however, and  for about 12 years we have walked together, shared our ups and downs, laughed, and prayed through our brokenness and losses. Sometimes life gets complicated and we don't walk together as often as we would like, but when we do, we find that we are right back to where we left off.  Victor always reminds me to look at the big picture, trust God, and persevere.  I walked with him today and felt blessed to have him in my life.

Don't Have to Go Far

Since I can remember, I have always loved to be active.  When I was young, I would spend hours outside with my neighborhood friends playing tag, catching any type of ball, running, skating, dancing, and biking. In my teenage years, I continued to do the latter of those activities. When I was in high school, I found a new interest - weight training. Back in the 80s, you only had to have one year of physical education; I took it all three years.  Throughout my adulthood, I continued to stay active in one way or another.  It wasn't until ten years ago, that I saw myself back in a gym-environment.  I became so passionate about health and fitness, that with support of family and friends, I decided to turn my passion into a career. Every morning I wake up so thankful for what I do.  I love being a health and wellness coach and I love doing it close to home, real close.  Actually, I really don't have to go too far to get to my gym.

I am grateful to wake every morning to a poem from Writer's Almanac...

Permission Granted

by David Allen Sullivan

You do not have to choose the bruised peach
or misshapen pepper others pass over.
You don't have to bury
your grandmother's keys underneath
her camellia bush as the will states.

You don't need to write a poem about
your grandfather coughing up his lung
into that plastic tube—the machine's wheezing
almost masking the kvetching sisters
in their Brooklyn kitchen.

You can let the crows amaze your son
without your translation of their cries.
You can lie so long under this
summer shower your imprint
will be left when you rise.

You can be stupid and simple as a heifer.
Cook plum and apple turnovers in the nude.
Revel in the flight of birds without
dreaming of flight. Remember the taste of
raw dough in your mouth as you edged a pie.

Feel the skin on things vibrate. Attune
yourself. Close your eyes. Hum.
Each beat of the world's pulse demands
only that you feel it. No thoughts.
Just the single syllable: Yes ...

See the homeless woman following
the tunings of a dead composer?
She closes her eyes and sways
with the subways. Follow her down,
inside, where the singing resides. 

.

Two Special Dates

Today I had two special dates. The morning was spent with my true love (or as someone dear to me says "your hot husband"). We shared ideas, laughter and quality time together as we drove to Key Biscayne for our daily Friday date. We ran 6 miles and ate in our favorite breakfast spot, Coral Bagels. My second date is one that doesn't happen often, but when it does, it's such a blessing. My sister, mom, and I had a lunch date.  We had a beautiful time! As I sat across the table, all I kept thinking was that I am so blessed to have them so live so close to me and to have such a beautiful relationship with both of them.

Running up the Key Biscayne bridge this morning, my lungs filling with air, my legs holding me up, my eyes looking toward the bay and seeing the white caps--sharing this all with the one I love--pure gratitude, so many blessings.

Keeping it simple.

 Holidays are around the corner and I couldn't be any more blessed. Thank you Universe for everyone I have in my life today. Thank you for all that I've learned throughout my personal experience.  Thank you for all the little things that make me smile and warm my heart.  Thank you for my life.

Grateful for bed and Coca-Cola.   Grateful for being able to stay there and know kids are fed, picked up, work is done, and the world will go on while I sleep for a few days.  Grateful Caleb who is sick with me is not quite as sick and needs very little other than sympathy.  Grateful Rebecca forgives me for not being sympathetic enough while she slept.  Grateful for a return to health, that sick in bed is not my whole life!

CAFÉ

Si algo disfruto todas las mañanas es ese momento en el desayuno en que preparo y me tomo un buen café cubano.
El olor al abrir el frasco, cuando la cafetera cuela y finalmente poder saborearlo. Es una experiencia exquisita q hay q vivirla sin apuros, en la tranquilidad de la mañana.
Despues de toda esa energia.... feliz viernes!!!!!!!

Today I had the pleasure of a noon-hour dinner in the company of a good friend and this evening an invitation from a family member to join her and her husband for Thanksgiving dinner.  As food nourishes the body, so do friends and family nourish the spirit; the wholeness of being expands, a eucharist to God.