What Does the Fox Say?

I am always supremely grateful for the thoughtfulness and support of friends; from phone calls and messages, to the recent outpouring of love, 

every single note, message, “like” and gift mean so much to me. I have a special compartment of gratitude in me for Gifts of the Foxy nature.

Yesterday, I happened to have been in a bit of a Foxy Find mood when I went to Home Goods with the fam;

They had these Fox mugs, which at first I thought we had to buy (in excess, in fact) but despite their low $3.99 price tag, I decided I really didn’t need them, $3.99 adds up and they were small for mugs, when I like my mugs big. Did I ever tell you that I have a thing for mugs? Oh well, another day.

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In any case, I went home empty handed (save the outdoor pillows and blue pots for my back patio) to find this on my stoop:

photo 2-5Peace signs! My heart was racing.

And then, inside, I found this:

photo 3-2A What does the Fox Say gift for each of us. On my son’s 5 month birthday, no less. I was blown away; overwhelmed; touched.

This is what I was talking about when I said that my friends have become family, lifting me up when I’ve needed me most. So thank you, friends. You are pretty dark Foxy. And generous. And amazing. And I love you.




(originally published on Mommy, Ever After. And I have to say, one of the most special things about last night was the comments from people about the transformation of my house. There were guests who had been in the house when it was in the hands of the previous owners; it’s kind of a funny story, but my current bandmates used to play with the son of the former owners, an incredibly talented drummer. This house has music in it’s bones. In any case, the effusive compliments about the extraordinary change warmed me so. Thank you. Thank you.)

This morning my heart is overflowing. I don’t know how to begin.

Last night, my husband and I hosted a political fundraiser for a friend who is running for State Representative in the area.

It was our first time hosting such an event, and it was incredibly special.

It was also the debut of…wait for it…my new band. I have the privilege of singing in a band with two incredibly at talented musicians, one on either side of me. They have given me something so happy in a time in my life when happiness was sometimes hard to find.

We performed our first ever gig. And I’d say we did a pretty good job. After our set, my dad pulled me aside and said, “Look at where you were two months ago. Look at how far you have come.”

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This morning, as I clean up the discarded party hats and noisemakers, I can’t contain my feelings of gratitude. This past week has been overwhelming, to say the least. Thank you to each and every one of you for reaching out to me, for reading my story, for taking the time out of your day to empathize with me, and for those of you who reached out to me, each message so filled with love. I am so very grateful.

photo (95)A very special friend came last night to hear me sing. We call each other soul sisters. And she brought me tulips. She is a beautiful gardener.

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“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”

-Marcel Proust

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I look at these tulips and think of new life. I think of where I’ve been and where I hope to go. I think of the start of spring. I think of sunnier days ahead. I think that my soul will continue to blossom and I think of the gratitude I have for the love I have found.

I think of the signed Brett Dennen Album hanging in my hallway, and the inscription inside: “This album is dedicated to those who might have lost their way but found it again from within.”
I am starting to find my way.

With love, gratitude and tomorrows,