Because there are documented benefits to a regular practice of gratitude, I take Tuesdays to remember all the things that are right in my world and all the things that are blessings.
This week, I’m thankful for the following:
- Cozy blankets and hot coffee. The weather is turning colder here in the South. We’ll have to put visqueen up around the porch this evening in order to keep my jungle safe from the predicted freeze that might or might not show up.
- Welcoming and accommodating family. I’ve been a touch on the snaggly side the last few days, preoccupied with the things in my life that are stressful and demanding, which makes me less than pleasant company for the people who love me and care for me.
- A job that pays the bills. Although I am cranky about the distance and the separation from Sweet Husband, I am reminded all the time that I’m fortunate to have a job, doing something I enjoy (most days). I could be back where I was, mired in stress and work days that were entirely too long, spinning my wheels and getting nowhere.
- Sweet Husband. Always. Most often he’s all about the “whatever-you-want-baby” and that is quite the nice thing to come home to. He’s doing a good job of keeping the house up and holding down the fort while I am away during the week. Because the last thing that I want to do in those precious few hours that I’m home is to clean and take care of business.
- Stillness. I got back to my meditation practices last night, and I couldn’t believe how quickly the time flew by. Before I knew it, the time was up, and I felt better. It’s amazing to me that even though my mind slips down the rabbit holes, it comes back to me and is ready to tackle things I thought I couldn’t face in the intervening moments.
- Granny. Even though the house is cold, she takes care of all the little things I forget about and don’t want to remember to do. Last week she sewed up a pair of pants for me. Today she’s putting a button back on another pair so that I can more comfortably wear them. As Sweet Husband says, I may be spoiled, but I’m always grateful. Yes. Yes, I am grateful.
- The brief glimpses of fall color that we get here in the South. The bradford pear trees are starting to flame beautifully. I’ll get a picture of them when I get back to the house tomorrow.
- Home. I stumbled across a piece yesterday about what it means to be at home, the power of home, and immediately thought that I have a home. For the longest time I had no idea what “home” meant. Moving around, no deep roots, no true connections. I have that now and I’m grateful.
What about you? For what are you thankful this week? What blessings are you counting?