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a new day to see the sun



I've had a rough week. Okay let me be honest, I've had the worst week in a long time. Not because of hard work or natural disasters, but because sometimes I really am my own worst enemy. My head has been a tornado of negativity, fueled by irritability and stress (note the lack of blog posts and photos this week.) Yesterday I spent some time trying to relax and clear my head, and hope was found in some of my lovely fellow farm blogs, just when I needed it (well okay maybe I needed it days ago but that's how it goes.) 

Lacey wrote about her thunderous mood (on her blog, Neo Hippie Mama) and reading her words was like looking into my head at the thoughts I couldn't see for myself. The truth that everyone feels that way sometimes. And that I need to feel it, instead of pushing the frustrations away (because that doesn't work at all.) Then Kate over at Longest Acres posted a list of things she is thankful for since their recent (last week) move from Massachusettes to Vermont. The list was beautiful, simple things, that make the days brighter.

Now, it is Sunday morning (when I'm writing this on paper at least), the sun is rising above another cloudless sky, my coffee is warm and sweet, and I hope today is a turning point. It seems a good way to start is by being thankful for what I have, as Kate inspired me to. 

I am thankful for:

-a new day
-a new coffee maker that doesn't leak everywhere
-our bedroom feeling like home
-new music to wrap my ears around
-clean, warm blankets on our bed
-the sunrise out my bedroom and living room windows
-Daniel and Emily being so nice
-their chosing us to be their interns this year
-crazy cats keeping the house interesting
-buckets full of eggs
-a fully stocked kitchen to bake in
-animals who are hungry (even on weekends)
-the 145 chicks that have made it this far
-the 5 that died, to remind me that death is part of life (but why did he have to die in my hands?)
-the pigs, who are always happy to see you
-for Nicholas the lamb, who didn't make it but put the biggest hole in my heart
-a family that drives hours to visit us
-a pile of art supplies and empty canvases
-not having to drive two hours everyday to work
-Jonathan's phone having service (so I can talk to my sister every day)
-no cell phone service for me (okay I'm not always thankful, but I'm trying to be)
-sisterly love that can stretch the miles
-white t-shirts and a basket of tie-dye (waiting so patiently)
-finding $20 in some shorts from last summer
-the smell of fresh baked bread and cookies
-Trilli, who can make me smile through tears
-for Jonathan, above all, because he holds me together, always.
-and for chores that need to be done already.


Goodbye Nicholas.

Until next time,
Angela Kelly

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