on grace

 in a few hours, it will be the fourth anniversary of the day my dad died. my dark humored self calls it my dead dadiversary. whatever gets you through, right? i'm grateful thanksgiving was so late this year to where i just got back to new orleans from visiting my family the last couple days. a lot of things have gone wrong this week, but the little things that went right outweigh them all. i could complain, but i won't. i am going to instead refocus on the bits of kindness this past year have given me and helped me to round myself. i'm nothing if not grateful.