I’m spent. This week put me through the physical and emotional wringer and I’m feeling like a pile of jello right now. I’ve got a whole laundry list of baggage I’m here to let go of. Anxiety, illness, sorrow, betrayal, disappointment, loneliness, exhaustion, fear, worry……you name it, it’s weighing on my heart right now. There’s only one way out. Gratitude.
Forget the list. This week i’ve found myself thinking,
“At least I have a bed to sleep in at night.”
“I’m fortunate to have shoes to wear today.”
“I have the option of turning on the faucet and having water to drink. Not everyone has that luxury.”
The little things matter. A lot. When things seem the most challenging, I find the greatest comfort in the small things.
Cell phones. Being able to instantly connect with my friends when I need them most.
Tissues have been my savior lately. I’m so grateful not only that they exist, but that I am fortunate enough to be able to purchase them.
Dental sedation. (Don’t ask. Next week’s Great List might be a rambling mess)
The ability to try to find humor when times are tough.
I’m here. I’m trying. I’m moving forward……slowly. I’m already feeling better. Gratitude is the best place to start.
“Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have—life itself.” –Walter Anderson