18 things

I am grateful for:

K, who has seen me through not only our accident, which was pretty horrific at times, but this year, which has been somewhat tumultuous. He is my whole world.

My boys, who are presently making things easier every day and have made me proud as they cut fruit and help with dinner, go to the supermarket and help me commute.

Our extended family and community of friends who have sent extraordinarily thoughtful gifts.

My job, and specifically my boss, who has been generous, kind and supportive - these are not words I use lightly.

My co-workers. 116 caring, creative, fun people who have made it abundantly clear they're happy we're okay.

The wrist surgeon, his PA, the anesthesiologist, the EMT who told me to hold his hand while I screamed.

The physical therapist who helped me be able to do this yesterday - a huge effort.





The medicines helping me while I heal.

Dried pears, carrots and hummus, rice and vegetables, pasta, hard candy, macarons (!), dark chocolate, peanut chews, eating only what I wish to eat.

Those six dresses I bought on line at H&M. Easy on, easy off, super cheap.

Mindless distractions.

It's not too terribly hot out.

My bed. My pillows.

My vast array of handsome but comfortable shoes. I never really wore heels and would be afraid to now.

Scarves that make good slings.

Hot showers and that big plastic sleeve.

The promise of Fall and the passage of time.

We lived.