Yoga classes in dim light that leave me feeling peacefully strong.
An Asian riffed soup with baby bok choy, mushrooms, scallions and chicken meatballs.
A few nights ahead in Montreal.
Two planned evenings of live jazz, a yoga studio, two bakeries, and a bagel place, all marked on my Google map of Montreal.
Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies with a glass of Stewart’s 2%.
Hot baths with epsom salts.
A reservation for Christmas dinner. In Rome.
Young people who make me laugh.
Pets who cuddle.
People who love me even if they don’t understand me.
Holidays spent in countries where DJT isn’t president.
DelSo 
I really love the way you capture gratitude in such simple, vivid moments. From the quiet strength of a dimly lit yoga class to the promise of jazz-filled nights in Montreal, everything here feels warm and beautifully grounded. The little details — the soups, the cookies, the pets, the travel plans — paint a life that’s appreciated in real time, not just in reflection. It’s a lovely reminder to notice the small comforts that quietly hold us together.