Laura has been pelting me with leaves recently. Several times walking down the street, a beautiful leaf has floated into my hand. Once in the subway, a giant golden leaf shaped like a hand circled me on the platform. I can’t wait to see what happens next. Unless she can be super-creative this winter with mud and twigs, she may have to return to pelting me with pennies. I’ll take whatever comes..
Today is gratitude day (aka Thanksgiving). Laura always said gratitude was the only thing that helped her lifelong depression. It transformed the dark into light for her. I believe gratitude is a magnet; the more we give thanks, the more we have to be thankful for. At least that is the magic that has been working for me.
Everyday now my prayer is a prayer of gratitude. One of the things I am most grateful for is that Laura allowed me to accompany on her precious final journey. I am also grateful to my incredible ever expanding group of friends. Two years ago I thought that one of the miracles of Laura’s illness was the extraordinary out-pouring of love for her in her final months (she was never sure she was truly loved until that moment). What I failed to fully appreciate then, was that I was also gifted with the most abundant love from family and friends and it has transformed and continues to transform my life.