Hold the spinach, bring on the tears

By |2024-02-09T16:36:59-08:00May. 30, 2011|

I am blessed beyond words, crazy blessed—always have been—and I am having a really hard time right now. A few days ago a monster storm knocked down a lot of our trees, gouging lawn and just-mulched garden. There’s a huge dent in my new car—again. Matters too personal to share prompted a big cry yesterday. Publishing challenges persist, this morning’s being an email from a well-known author saying she hasn’t time to read (and as I’d hoped, endorse) my book.

But I am not here today to kvetch about the petty details of my mostly great life (maybe another time). I am here because I believe that sharing with you how difficult gratitude can sometimes be for me might help you feel less guilty too.…