Let’s see, what can I be grateful for in a hurry? I know. grateful I am no longer a bisy backson. the bisy backson family, so busy, always saying “busy, back soon” on their way out the door.(shhh. I think they were beavers.) The legend says the bisy backsons used to be the bisy backsoon family. But they were so busy, they lost an ‘o.’
Grateful today I can breathe and see my insanity. And not act on it. I’ll spend day number 19846 of 30000 moving slowly and taking it one at a time. grateful for that.