Today marks two years since I started writing grateful posts on my blog. Two years, most Saturdays, the occasional one skipped. What does it mean? Well for one thing, I look at my grateful list and I’m very proud. There are a lot of rather insignificant things on that list that might otherwise have passed me…
I’m not even sorry that I’m not especially sorry
I’ve loved reading some of the posts on Edenland’s Fresh Horses linky thingymajig this week. The ‘I’m sorry’ week. What people are sorry for is amazingly revealing. Or not. Most of the sorrys seem to be pretty much the same when you really think about it: sorry I’m not perfect. I’m not sorry for much…