For being at this end of four billion years of evolutionary success; for the bittersweet gift of witnessing the sunset of a good, long life; for my lovely purple winter coat and hand-knitted wrist warmers; for the lady-bugs who visit me still even though they should have flown south or hibernated by now (I never noticed them until mum died and now they seem to show themselves when I need her. I learnt today that they are seen as messengers of promise, a reminder to release our fears and return to love); the magic of the Book of Face bringing news of tiny new people – welcome to the planet Lady Evelyn!; my brain for managing to absorb lots of new information in a relatively short period of time while simultaneously managing two crappy work issues all while out of the office; the lovely Spanish barista’s at Brass Mongoose near Blackfriars who have kept us awake with spectacular rich and dark coffee beans direct from Barcelona; the über furriness of Rex & Badger who are fully puffed out with their winter coats and appear to be ‘going bear’. As if they will die of starvation without the extra biscuits; for soup and warm baguettes and pyjamas; for the sheer awesome steeliness of her ovaries, and hers, and hers; for Mr P who is made of awesome; for the heart-stopping bravery of women on the front line.

And I am thankful for you. Yes, you. Every bit of you.

‘At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us’ ~ Albert Schweitzer

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