gratitude-a-thon day 578: sun day

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It is the most uncomplicated things that can find their way to the top of your gratitude list. Gratitude need not be grand. Although I think you could say the act of noticing small things, is actually pretty grand.

I have been sick this week, with some sort of gross stomach horror show, and a kind of fatigue that is so thick, I feel like I could sleep for 182 lifetimes, and then some. My Facebook query seemed to confirm that there is indeed a virus going around that invades your stomach and head, and makes you feel like a hibernating bear. I always like to know that I’m not dying, that there is some Ick crawling around my neighborhood, that other people also have. If I had to guess I would venture out to say that it could be a flu scientifically created by Charmin or Scott tissue, because can I tell you how much toilet paper I’ve had to use. Ok, we’re on the precipice of TMI. DO NOT PANIC, I’ve stabilized.

Anyway, while sprawled out on my bed yesterday, knowing I was not infected with something that was going to kill me, but half wishing I could possibly die on account of how horrible I felt, I noticed the full on sun streaming through my window. It seemed like 22  of those Hollywood premier lights must be pointing at my house. The brightness against my white curtains was blinding. In the best way possible. I just sat for a moment, with my gurgling stomach as background music, and my hair sticking up in all the directions a compass has to offer, and smiled. In that moment, I was so grateful for the bright, lightness, of that sun, I felt reborn (my stomach, not so much). Its life-affirming smile filled my room. And damn, it was good.