We were supposed to go to a movie this evening.

But instead, this evening, he rests.

I am grateful for little things right now.

• For a meal shared on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune and then a ballgame.
• For a hint of a smile when a smile doesn’t come very easy.
• For sleep when his body says “no more.”
• For a box of macaroni and cheese when all the so good homemade is just too much on this less than 50% evening.
• For a couch that is long enough for his body to stretch out.
• For disposable containers and just enough freezer space.
• For the rainbow colors in a soap bubble.
• For extra pillows.
• For a new good friend who stayed to eat some so-good-homemade and keep him company while he is less than 50%.
• For a setting sun and just enough breeze to keep the stifling at bay.
• For a new book of stories.
• For electricity after a storm, even if it is three days later.
• For his shoes off and his sore feet elevated.
• For pill boxes and lukewarm water.
• For the simple joy of watching birds on a wire and making up stories about what they must be saying to each other.
• For the hum of a window air conditioner.
• For soapy water and clean dishes.
• For sweet watermelon.
• For a squeeze of the hand and an “I’m sorry you have to put up with this.”
• For the gift it is to have a hand to hold and a partner to love.
• For the presence of mind to appreciate the little things.