I've been thinking of gratitude this week and what it means to me. There are times when I get mired in my own stuff or what seems like the infinite misery of the world, and I forget how blessed every day is. I forget that in the myriad of complications we face, a simple truth remains -- that life is good and precious.
Yesterday, a friend passed away suddenly. Today, I learned that a few friends are pregnant. So, I'm sad and I'm happy. I'm grateful that I knew a man before he left this world and I'm grateful that my friends will bring new life to the planet, and they will raise good people.
Today, I spent my afternoon eating too much, and yet some of my fellow human beings went to bed last night with empty bellies, as they will tonight. It's weird to wrap my head around gratefulness when there are those around me who are struggling, and when I, myself, have days of struggle.
This day is not easy on some people. I've had years where the holidays weren't the least bit festive. This year was a good one and I was able to be with people I love and who love me. I am grateful for that experience today, but I want to make sure that I don't keep my gratitude tucked away for just one day of the year when I can bring it out over some mashed potatoes. Yes, Thanksgiving is a great time to let people know how thankful I am for them and be thankful for what I have, but it's kind of like telling and showing someone only on Valentine's Day that I love them, when I love them 364 more days of the year on top of that.
I don't know what any of all this means, except that I believe every breath is certainly a miracle and something to not take for granted, and that whoever you are, or where ever you are, somebody loves you. It may just be one person...but as a couple of friends of mine once put into a song, "one can be a lot." It's certainly a lot to be grateful for.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
In Gratitude and Love - Susan