A list of things I’m grateful for on this sweet Wednesday morning –

1. When I’m brushing my teeth at my bathroom sink, I feel like I’m living in the perfect house for a girl in her mid-twenties mainly because my sink is really, really pretty. And then I look to the left and see a pair of wellies I left in there and I almost want to cry because it’s just so me, this season of life.  I can’t explain it, but one day when I’m in a different season of life and think back on this one, I’ll think about standing at my darling sink with my wellies on the floor beside it.

2. Snuggles y Cuddles, even though Snuggles is in t-r-o-u-b-l-e right now because, when I got home late last night from work and made a sandwich while on a phone call, I made the mistake of laying it down on the table only to have that puppy jump up high enough to pull it off the table and eat half of it before I could even get to him.

3. Waking up before my alarm clock goes off and realizing that I can go back to sleep for a bit longer.

4. Aviean, who is typically the one to wake me up before my alarm clock goes off.  The other morning, she chose to climb on my bed, climb on top of me and say “Wake up, Amy Beff.  We need to twalk about some things.”  The items she wanted to discuss at 5:13 a.m.?  The fact that one day she’ll get to wear a white dress and be a bride, the way Cuddles looks cute when he sleeps and how she would really like me to go ahead and get out of bed so I could find her ballerina tutu for her to wear.

5. I have a doctor’s appointment today and it’s reminded me of how very grateful I am that I have health insurance and the ability to purchase medicines that I need by simply going to one of 20-something pharmacies in my town.

6. Okay, I know they’ve already appeared on the list once already, but Snuggles y Cuddles.  They’re sleeping beside me while I write this and Snuggles is looking so cute I can’t stand it.

7. My diary.  Lately I’ve just wanted to come home every evening, get in bed and write until I get everything out.  I use an online, password protected diary and it contains years of late-night writing that is so meaningful to me.  A girl needs a place where she can just be herself, even if it’s just on the screen in front of her.

I’d write more, but I want to go wake that puppy up and tell him how cute he is; seriously, I wish you could see him right now.  I love little sleeping puppies!