It’s been a whirlwind of a week, with a few work challenges that are still sorting themselves out. I’m a worrier, and also often find it hard to sleep even on regular days—so when those two factors combine, it’s less than ideal, and this newsletter is what’s taken the hit.
Despite what may come work-wise, what’s been filling my mind today is thankfulness, and not the forced kind that you occasionally try to talk yourself into: I’m just sincerely grateful for my wonderful friends, the people in my life who let me rant when I’m frustrated and prod me when it’s needed and encourage me when I doubt myself, grateful for my family who loves me from afar even though I know they sometimes wish I lived a littler closer.
And I’m especially grateful that all the twists and turns of living have brought me here, that, improbably, this is the place where I’ve been fortunate enough to build a life I love. I hope the same is true for you.
This isn’t really what I thought I’d write about today, but I decided at the start that I was going to send something each Wednesday, so here I am. Sometimes something imperfect is better than not at all.
Also, considering I named this newsletter after my cat, Marv, he has been woefully neglected, so I’m fixing that here—that’s him up top, on the balcony upstaging the sunset (or ignoring it!), and here he is again, just chilling. Sorta. He’s a wonderful cuddlebug of a kitty, and I’m so glad he’s in my life, too; he brings me so much joy.
