I was glad I had dressed in layers and felt comfortable even though it was still below freezing. The river waters were moving along serenely on the far side of the bank and there were pockets of newly formed ice drifts that didn't seem to bother the mallards that swam easily amongst them. I started to think about the day and the thanks I wanted to give and it was such a perfect place to be in that moment of gratitude. I thought of my brother Greg and was thankful for him opening my eyes to the world of nature, for exciting my senses and giving me the gift to appreciate the beauty that lies outside my door each day. I thought of my sister Katie and was thankful for her sensitivity to the written word and all the wonderful affirmations she's given me over the years that have touched my soul and stayed close to my heart just as she has. And of course, I thought of my parents and the lessons I have learned from them. They gave me the gift of life and what a life I have had so far.
My footsteps continued to take me further along the path and I could feel the morning air start to warm as I moved on out into the sunlight and away from the enchanted forest and the river's edge. I was still alone and still giving thanks for the newness of this day and fact that I'm alive and doing well.