Sunday night gratitude and reflection

I’m grateful for the weekend I’ve had. I’m grateful that the roads weren’t bad and we got there safely. I’m grateful I was able to sleep and be more sociable the next day. I grateful for the special people in my life who make it that little bit more interesting. I’m grateful for the clear skies. I’m grateful for my husband driving us for 3 hours. I’m grateful for my beautiful niece and nephew. I’m grateful for books. I’m grateful for nature.

There’s a healing aspect to nature. Sea, sand, forests and lakes. We got a snapshot of all these this weekend, and for that, I’m feeling very blessed. Not everyone has to opportunity to take a trip. It’s easy to look at other people’s lives and be sad that you don’t get to go to Bora Bora or Mauritius, but even a little trip down to the seaside in your home country with the family can have everything you didn’t know you needed.

That’s the power of gratitude: it shifts your perspective. You see what you do have, rather than everything you don’t. My counsellor reminded me of this on Friday: that I spend so much energy on all the things I don’t have and don’t do, instead of celebrating all that I have now that I already worked hard to achieve.

It’s Sunday night, I’m tired. I won’t complicate this more. Gratitude, it’s as simple as that. Be thankful for what you do have, and what you have done, and watch the weight of expectations drop from your shoulders.

Sincerely,

S. xx