On Thanksgiving, after we cleared the excessive leftovers from the table, I sat with my grandma putting away the good silverware in her storage chest. As I marveled over the tiny relish forks, it occurred to me what a bountiful life we live. Not only do we have plenty (and delicious) food to eat, we actually have a variety of special utensils to use for each of the many courses.
Spoiled. That's what we are. Completely spoiled. And we shouldn't forget it.
When I reflect upon all I am grateful for, I need to specifically mention the following things:
- My husband, for accepting me as I am, always, and being here no matter what.
- My children, for making me smile every day.
- My many treasured friends, each of whom is a special soul mate in a different way.
- My job, for allowing me to provide for my family and enjoy myself at the same time.
- My parents, siblings and extended family, for their unconditional love and support.
- My home and all the comforts that come with it, for being just that - home.
You get the idea.
Appreciate what you have and say it out loud - especially to those you love.
If you are a twitter user, check out @iamgrateful4, a collective gratitude journal. If you ever need a pick-me-up, it's a darn good place to start.
And next time you say the words "thank you," think about what you are saying and why. There is no practice more fulfilling than gratitude.
