The Bends... or, I'm grateful again #thankfulthursday is something I've neglected for a long, long time. Too long. Too busy, too worried what someone might think. Too this. Too that. But I'm #thankful tonight so I'm not gonna be "too" anything about it... I've always been enamored with the signs that nature herself bends and stands up again. I noticed this one tonight and was #grateful for the reminder. I'm #thankful for the handful of folks who've checked in recently because they haven't heard much from me lately. Whether you understand it or not, I've always been a caterpillar at heart: slow and hungry, quick to go into cocoon mode. I'm grateful to my kids for still loving me as I learn how to do this parenting thing I'm sure will take the rest of all our lives. I'm thankful for the random and off-hand conversations I have with folks who remind me that there's so much more to learn. You know who you are, and if you're even wondering, I'm sure you're included. Tonight, I'm reading #BigMagic, which was recommended by someone who always unintentionally makes me feel like a coward, but has also inspired me to keep reaching. #Thankyou. It's been the chiding I needed, and the timing is impeccable, as usual. I'm #grateful. #bendbutneverbreak (at Chandler, Arizona)