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October 12, 2011 was a momentus day in Oklahoma City.  It was the day our very first Whole Foods opened.  Yup, our first.  First love is so sweet.

Lucky for me, Whole Foods is just a hop, skip, and jump from my office.  I have spent many a lunch hour (okay, two so far, but I look forward to many more to come) leisurely walking the aisles, piling produce high in my cart, and then swinging by the cafe for a little java.  The place is beautiful – shiny, new, fresh, clean, and filled with goodness.


Today I bought two big bags of produce – gorgeous, nutritious produce.  For only $32.52 and a quick half hour away from my desk, I got apples, leeks, oranges, grapefruit, whole almonds, sliced almonds, sweet potatoes, bananas, corn on the cob, and tomatoes – mostly organic.  Simple, healthy, and relatively cheap.

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I listen to NPR every day on my commute and Eric is fascinated by the primaries and libertarian movement, so I get about 2-3 hours of news a day.  It is, as always, frustratingly grim.  Not a day goes by that I don’t hear about the debt crisis in Europe or prolonged unemployment in the U.S.  Our country appears to be fracturing beyond repair, with each side splitting further from the other and then breaking upon itself.  Our radios and televisions are filled with news of the 99% and the 1% and the 83%.  The occupiers are angry at the rich and the rich are angry at Obama and everyone seems filled with self-righteousness and hatred.

But, lately, I have been thinking about what other things are filled with – like my fridge full of food or my car full of gas or my heart full of love, my apartment full of warmth and my calendar full of work and play.  Frankly, I’m growing weary of the whining, whether it is from the protesters or government or myself.

Ella wants some

My life is so not perfect.  I have heartache and heavy responsibilities – things that I haven’t talked about on here but may … someday.  I worry about money and my health and my family.  I am not immune to jealousy.  There are times I want more, more, more.

But I don’t need more.  When I stop and look around, when I take stock of what is important, when I look not at what others have that I do not but at what I have been given… I have enough.  I have so much.

Day 11: Today, I am grateful … just so grateful.

Your turn!


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