One Thousand Gifts

108. The way his cool lips feel on my hot forehead, as he's not afraid to catch my germs.

109. Ironing, which quiets my soul and keeps me grounded.

110. The genuine way they were all glad to see me and inquired to how I was feeling.

111. The sweet taste of pure vanilla ice cream. The first thing I've been able to taste in days.

112. Third graders playing recorders for the first time.

113. A day to rest, and recover.

114. Warm sunshine on an early fall afternoon