I like to think that I am truly grateful for the things in my life. I believe that most times I am the kind of person who can celebrate the little stuff and to make the best of the big ugly stuff, but sometimes that’s really hard.
As a woman, a friend, a wife and a mom now, I know that I have lots of things to appreciate but it’s not always easy to see them. I know that many of the women I know feel exactly the same way. It’s the thing we talk about when we can squeeze a few minutes away from our work, our children or even our never-ending laundry piles. We might sit and share a pile of chips and sip cocktails as we compare war stories of money problems, car issues or kiddos that never listen.
Or we simply text each other because sometimes we’re just too busy to find that hour to indulge in a little “commiserating” with one another.
Looking back over the past few decades, this time of year was very hard for me to enjoy. I remember being single in a world of partnered/engaged and married friends, or being childless in an ocean of pregnant bellies & family holiday cards. I tried very hard to stay hopeful, to look past what I did not have and try to focus on the things I did.
It’s not always easy.
This year, in spite of some very amazing and life changing moments, I find myself scraping the bottom of a deep barrel as I try to find something to focus my gratitude on. The past few months have just depleted my excess sunshine and I find myself worried, stressed and more than a little depressed more often than not.
Yet the one thing that keeps creeping into my heavy heart is that this is a season of HOPE and that I am surrounded by a community of other women – friends, moms and family, who remind me of the good stuff I have in my life.
Sometimes they act like a mirror of the worries and I think, “Well at least there is someone in this boat with me.”
Plus when I think of Hurricane Sandy and the devastation she caused to so many families and places I love, I know that my problems are small and my worries are ones that many people would rather have today, instead of wondering where and how they will celebrate the holidays.
It pushes me to whisper THANK YOU every day and to remember that there have always been times like these in my life.
I am stronger than anything that happens to me and so are you, because we all have one another to turn to when our “thankful bucket” is running low.
Today, I am so thankful for the community of women that keep me lifted, laughing and living.
How about you? Are you thankful today?