I went to a shoe store at lunch. It was AWFUL. Makes me nauseous and bitter. I am grateful that my shoes still work so that I don’t have to spend time there.

I am grateful for socks. Dry socks. Socks do not make me nauseous and bitter. I could shop for them all the day long.

I am grateful for the interesting shapes of leaves that cover the sidewalk right now.

I am grateful for the feel of a paring knife cutting into a crisp apple.

I am grateful for CASA inservice discussions that are enlightening even if a little depressing. These discussions remind me to be very grateful for the living conditions that my grandchildren have, for my CASA child and her beautiful foster family, and for the naiveté and shelter that I have lived under all these years. I am also grateful for the opportunity to serve with this organization that exists to protect children.

And I am grateful for the pleasure of seeings dog ears flapping in the breeze as they hang out the window.