It seems my blogs are frequently morose and whiny. Maybe whiny is too strong a word. I have things inside that need to come out and I guess it’s not surprising that the darker things tend to force their way to the front. And it’s true that I’m frequently overwhelmed and sometimes downright depressed. But there are also good times; sweet times; times I want to last forever.
It’s popular in November for United State-ians to talk about what they’re thankful for. I usually try to avoid doing what everyone else is doing (I’m still rebellious like that), but it occurs to me that being thankful is not trite. I think if I spent more time being thankful, I’d spend less time feeling sorry for myself.
Today has been a good day, so I feel more able to come up with a list of things I’m thankful for. I know that I really need to do this exercise on a day when I’m feeling crappy. Some of these might seem strange, but I include them because I have experienced the opposite of what I’ve listed.
- My pre-pregnancy jeans fit
- I am, on the whole, healthy
- I have four wonderful, healthy, gorgeous children
- My unexpected child turned out to be two, and they will always have each other
- I have, truly, the best husband any woman could ask for
- And he really loves me – he really does and it amazes me
- The sun shines into my living room every day
- I have a fairly large extended family living close by
- I live in a 1st world country
- I never worry about where my next meal will come from
- I not only have adequate shelter, I have a beautiful, safe, warm place to live
- Careful budgeting allows me to be at home with my precious babies
- I have a dishwasher
- I apparently don’t (yet) look like I was rode hard and put up wet
- My twins will grow up with cousins and friends and dogs and love
- I can relax enough to write, “What are you thankful for?” instead of “For what are you thankful?”
What is one big thing and one little thing you’re thankful for?
That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.