Gratitude
Every morning (well, almost) I post on my Facebook page three things I am grateful for. They are usually small things that strike me throughout the day: a field of happy cows, the smell of cookies baking, a kindness from a friend. But sometimes I struggle to find something to be grateful for. It's true. Recently I woke up one day and thought, I have absolutely nothing to be grateful for today. I have too much work to do. I have to drive to Orlando and I hate pumping gas. My husband is too busy lately and I'm lonely. I need to clean my house and don't have time. This cold is making my hip hurt and I will be limping all day. And so on and so on. I put my cranky self in the shower, at the edge of having a come-apart, fighting tears, and still somewhere in the back of my head searching for something to be grateful for. Whoa. It hit me and I wanted to slap myself. I am grateful I have a job that keeps me busy and pays the bills. I am grateful to have a reliable vehicle that