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Thankful Tuesday!

This is a bit of an odd one. I am on the train to Glasgow and I just got a wee urge to blog. I have never attempted to do it on my phone before.

The train journey from Aberdeen to Dundee is amazing especially on a clear day like today. The water is glistening under the sunlight, the fields are a variety of colours ranging from a scorched yellow to a ploughed earthen brown. As I gaze out the window, I can't help but feel grateful that I am in a position to sit back and enjoy the scenery. It is so easy to get caught up in the hum drum of life, or so easy to just pass out on the train like I normally do and miss it all!

I started thinking about how long it has been since I did my list of things I am thankful for. It is Tuesday after all, and this is something that I used to do every Tuesday. Here goes...

1. I am thankful for my Dad. I speak with him a couple of times a week and I always come away from the phone feeling as though he has given me a hug. I admire his strength, patience and tenacity. He has so much love to give and doesn'the shy away from sharing it. He never tries to hurt me with his words, nor try to shape my opinions wit his own.  If we disagree we say as much and move on. Our relationship is one of trust, friendship and unwavering loyalty and love. He is a fabulous man.

2. Vera. My wonderful godmother. Another person I speak to all the time. I adore her. Again, when we speak I come away from the call feeling a blanket of live around my shoulders. We have mastered the art of wine over Skype,  are hitting Barcelona together soon and like my dad, I would be list without her.

3. My family in general. For so long I stated slightly aloof of my family hiding under a dark cloud. The were all suddenly exposed to that cloud 18 months or so ago and since then our relationships have flourished. I get to see my cousin Caoimhe tomorrow in London and another cousin Aisling is coming to visit on Monday! Nicola my cousin/surrogate sister is never off the phone to me... well... let's just say we also have mastered the art of wine Skype 😂.

4. Music. There has been so much music in my life this past few years. My mystical guru reawakened my love of harmony and lyrics and I have been so lucky to see some of my favourite choirs and singers in the past year. Tomorrow I get to see the Avett Brothers. I am so excited I might explode.

5. Music must be followed by my friends. From gig goers to coffee catch ups I am so fortunate with the friends I have in my life. I laugh ever day, sometime at myself but mostly with people. It is easy to see why I am so content at the moment. I have been fortunate enough to have filled my world with love and laughter and tea.

6. Tiffani. I love her. She is my Utah pal and she inspires me so much. Her social media is always full of colour, inspirational words and honest relections. When I am having a bad day, I read her letters to me or look at her instagram. If time zones line up we chat. She is a wonderful person.

7. I am thankful I had the courage to accept my new job. I love it and it has already made such a huge difference in my life. I have met so many wonderful people and I feel like the old Lou has come back. I liked old Lou. I like Lou right now. It is very rarely that I say that!

8. I am thankful that I decided to write this. I was a bit down today as it is Dan's 2 year anniversary. I spoke with my dad yesterday and he has just recently lost a childhood friend. He mentioned how a visit to my sister's grave takes the best part of a half hour as he has a few friends now buried there too. He said to me, we just have to accept death happens and make sure we enjoy what we have now. Don't dwell on the dead, they are in a happier place. We just have to try to make ourselves happy. Reading over what I've written so far, I am very happy. Or content.

9. I am thankful that Mark told me about the gig in London tomorrow because I am so ridiculously excited right now. It is going to be ace. Eeeek.

10. I am thankful for all the lovely messages that I have recently gotten about this blog. I occasionally get message around my sisters anniversary but over the last few weeks I have gotten a few really nice emails/Facebook messages. I am touched that my words have meant so much to some of you. I always worry that I am just blathering away but thank you for the feedback! I'll try to keep the posts coming!

Anyhow. .. I have a book to finish before I get to Glasgow,

Happy Tuesday,
Lu xx

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