I had a wonderful Thanksgiving with my loved ones in Santa Cruz, very easygoing, which is good, because I am at the hectic end of my semester and also feeling the losses in my family very acutely during this holiday season. However, some part of normalcy kicked in tonight, and I felt I wanted to knit again--knitting is a huge part of my life and a tool for serenity, as it is calming and focusing. Starting to work on a project tonight that I started shortly before my sister's death was a major thing for me. My writing is also beginning to drift back after so many months of feeling like I'd been knocked on the head with a steel mallet.
Around this time of year, I like to reflect on some of the things in life for which I am grateful, and I keep coming back to the fact that I am alive, that I have a home, clean water to drink, good food, and many people in my life who love me. Though I have lost many loved ones this past few years, my faith that there is a life beyond this one gives me enormous comfort in the middle of sadness. I guess that being centered and grateful is a good insurance policy, in some ways, for whatever comes, good and bad.
I suppose that's all for tonight.
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