I am sitting in a small café on the south side of the Liffey in my favorite city and life is indeed full to the brim. In the past 10 days I have reconnected with people I have not seen for 30 years, met a sister for the first time and laughed and cried with many dear friends and family. Being in Dublin feels as comfortable as the slippers I left in Seattle; there is a familiarity to this place that always catches me unaware. The truth of the matter is, I miss calling this place home but for perhaps the first time, I am at peace with the decision we recently made to remain in Washington state for the foreseeable future.
I have been blessed with a large family, many of whom love me and are not shy about telling me. I have friends who open their arms regardless of the time between visits and I am as Irish today as I was when I first moved away almost three decades ago. All of this adds up to an abundant life.
Why do we so often forget to count the blessings that are not obvious in our everyday life?
I write a list of five things every night before I go to bed and at no time in the past year or more have I written about any of the above. And yet, they add to my life even when I forget about them.
It’s easy to get caught up in our busy lives and narrow our focus until all we can appreciate are the friends we see often, the food we just ate, the dog at our feet or the clean water in our home.
I want to remember how I feel while I am here in the city of my heart and cherish the deep relationships, the feeling of belonging and sense of ease. I’m not sure how I will do this but every action begins with an intention and this post is that intention.
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