“When you are troubled and cannot sleep, just count your blessings instead of sheep.”
As I head into the holiday season, I am once again in the battle to remain positive. So in the spirit of Thanksgiving I am listing my blessings in no particular order.
- My husband, who is beyond compare, who has been by my side through thick and thin, who does dishes, laundry, cooks and knows that when I ask for “rocks for my birthday” I mean landscaping rock and NOT diamonds.
- My son, who healed my heart, makes me laugh and smile daily, and makes me want to be a better person each day.
- A home, my cozy house and garden that has been a nest for my happy family.
- A job that I love to do and an employer who has been tolerant of my families needs.
- An education paid for by grants not loans.
- Parents who taught me the value of hard work, and self-reliance.
- The opportunity to travel and see first hand how others in the world live.
- The ability to cope with the things that are not blessings.
I know that all these things are cliché and unremarkable. They are the same blessings that many of us have in common. As I look over this list, however, the subtraction of anyone of these things would make my life very different, and in most cases much more difficult. And so, for these things I am thankful.
