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Monday, March 27, 2017

With Gratitude: Transition Stories

You reach a certain age—I am well past it—when every other thought is one of gratitude: for waking up in the morning; for being able to still see, smell, hear; for the old friends who’ve stood by me through my worst and craziest moments; for the new friends who enhance my life in ways I could never imagine.

The gratitude list goes on, gets more specific, even prosaic: Thanks for that unexpected sunny day yesterday; for the two open dryers at the Laundromat; for the ride to church; for those delish chicken patties at Gene’s Sausage Shop & Deli.

And sometimes the cause for the gratitude surprises in its enormity: the unsolicited offer of temporary shelter—a warm and comfortable place to live as I continue along my affordable senior housing search. And that this place comes with both a two- and a four-legged friend is all the more reason to be grateful.

Then, of course, there are the blog posts that this entire adventure will inspire. After all, it’s been quite a long while since I’ve shared a home with anyone. I expect some pretty good stories to emerge from this much anticipated transition at such a ripe old age.

And so I’m grateful as well to be able to write and share those stories.

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