Thankful Thursday: Bits, Lists, You

The best thing I’ve heard this week: I enjoy you.  

And this: Thank you for talking to me.

People shouldn’t feel so grateful to be heard, to be seen, but there’s so much loneliness it permeates the pores.

I'm trying to say it takes so little to be kind. And if my occasional glimmer can brighten a moment, that strikes me as both hopeful and sad. 

Last night in a dream, my tooth was rotten. I could touch the soft bone of decay. And the dream asks the dreamer: In your life, what must go?

A string of passings this month. It’s time, but I’m always surprised. One day we’re chatting, the next day dead. I hope I never get used to it.

As National Poetry Month comes to a close, let me share one last thing: this poster. Designed by Debbie Millman, this great blend of graphic and literary art features lines from over a dozen classic and contemporary poems. Read the poems here


Before she died, we ate rainbow sherbet. It tasted so good. I think of that now, how that’s the best way to live, savoring the sweet right to the last.


It's Thankful Thursday, a weekly pause to express appreciation for people, places, poems, and more. What are you thankful for today?