Gratitude

Several years ago, when I was struggling to make ends meet, working my ass off, working 55 hour work weeks and still not making those ends meet. . . Several years ago when I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel yet and everything was hard and bleak and dark, I came across an article that changed my perspective. In this article it recommended finding and writing down one thing a day that you are grateful for in your life. That in doing so, you would be more positive, and therefore bring more positive into your life.

I’ve always been a rather positive person – Rose colored glasses, as we’ve previously discussed. But at this point in my life a lot of that positivity had left me. For the life of me I could not get ahead. I was sick of struggling. I was sick of being so fucking tired. I wanted more than anything to enjoy my life with my children while they were young instead of working all the damn time. I couldn’t say I was depressed, necessarily. But I definitely felt pretty beaten.

After having read that article I came across a photo challenge on Facebook. For 100 days post a photo of something that made you grateful.

So I started. I titled the album “100 happy days”, and made a go at it.

It took thought. When I started I had to look really hard for things.

Soon I got the hang of it though. And I began to see how just a few little seemingly meaningless things could amount to a really good day. . . One day it was how beautiful a variety of peppers looked cut up in a bowl to put in spaghetti sauce. Another day it was how nice my kitchen counter looked after rearranging and cleaning it. Sunsets, sunrises, my freshly made bed, my kids laughing and playing together. . .

I didn’t complete the challenge. I think I got through 55 days though. And all of a sudden I didn’t need it anymore. All of a sudden everything seemed better, brighter, happier. All of a sudden damn near everything made me happy and grateful. And I knew the challenge had fulfilled it’s purpose.

I haven’t looked back since. Sure, there are rough days. But I always look around for the good in it. When I have a particularly bad day, I’ll just post to Facebook about one thing I’m grateful for, instead of posting a bitchy rant . . . And it helps. I don’t know how, I can’t explain the psychology behind it, but it helps.

Today, I was tired. Today, my necklace broke and spewed little black shiny rocks all over my desk. Today traffic was absolutely horrendous.

But today, I had a good friend make me laugh at something ridiculous. And it was less than 80° outside for the first time in days. And my Chaser is home waiting for me and I’m excited to give him a big huge hug when I get home. Today I brought my sunglasses with me to work even though there was rain and gloom in the forecast, and guess what? The sun came out while I was on lunch.

You never know when gloom will turn to sunshine, and you should always be prepared for it, is my motto.

Glass half full, rose colored glasses, all that.

Take a moment to be grateful today.

Featuring: Matthew and Chase, ages 2 and 9, one of my high school best friends and I, age 16ish, a fish, my littlest Meeha, the blanket Matt covered me up with when I said I was tired and my feet hurt, the bike artwork my dad got me. . . Just a snipet of reasons I found to be happy.

Published by: A. Elizardo

Single mother to two amazing boys, sister to an inspiration, and the daughter of two opinionated, sarcastic, fun loving individuals that are no longer physically with us. Music, writing, reading, my family - living and gone - are what keep me going as I put on my rose colored glasses and navigate us through this crazy world.

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