Grateful is not dead

My gratefulness woke up with me this morning after the best sleep I've had in a long while. I called my dad to tell him my day was already starting better than yesterday. He told me this week that he'd been missing my morning phone calls, especially the ones where I'm also running for the bus.

I talked with him as I walked up to the bus stop. My bus was a mere moment away; I had perfect timing.

"Morning Jill," Dave, the driver greeted me. They say there is no sound as sweet as hearing your own name. I will admit, this is true for me. I knew that it was Gus from the Bus who had prompted Dave with my name. Annoying as Gus can be some days, that was a nice thing for him to do.

"Good morning Dave," I replied.

"Oooh, good one!" I think he was surprised I knew his name. I was happy to return the sweet greeting.

It's Thursday, which means that I have my Yoga Booty Ballet class at lunch. I love this class. It was my third time attending and either she gave us an easier workout or I am actually improving because I felt really good today. My favourite move is in the ballet section where we do a slow demi plie. You stand with your heels together in first position and as you bend your knees, you lean to the side and extend your arms in a vertical line. I love this move because it makes me feel beautiful. The movement is slow, controlled and full of grace. I think I should start doing it first thing every morning when I get out of bed just to stir that feeling of beauty inside my heart.

Also because it's Thursday, I went to Lisa's for dinner. She made these amazing feta, ricotta and tomato mini pizzas and we watched TV. I sat in my usual chair with my feet tucked up and the soft blanket draped over my lap. I laughed. I felt warm, relaxed and beautiful.

On the way home I spotted an SUV one lane over with a licence plate that read, "KARMA". I lost it at the lights and then caught up to it again and eventually found myself right behind KARMA. I got to follow its lead down Portage Avenue for a while. Where are you going KARMA? Can I come too? KARMA turned off a few blocks before my street. It's nice to know that I not only found it, but KARMA also lives in my neighbourhood. I hope to see it again soon.

Each night now before I go to sleep I remind myself that I am exactly where I am supposed to be and I have everything that I need at this very moment. I realize that I cannot argue against those statements. Not even a little bit.

I am filled with happiness tonight and I am grateful.