
I have many things to be thankful for in my life. I often forget about them though.
When I sit down and talk to my friends I always seem to answer their question of "How are you?" with a: meh, ok, alright, tired...
Never with a: great, fabulous, or wonderful...
I don't like this about myself. I don't care for how easily I allow myself to focus on the negative and let it overshadow the positive.
It is the same way with being a parent, I so quickly jump to the things my daughter does wrong then all the great things she does on a so much more routine basis!
So, today I am going try to look at the bright side with a gratitude list. I at first wanted ten things but I didn't want to feel like I was stretching to come up with something genuine towards the end, so I am sticking with five for now.
1. I have an immense amount of gratitude for my education. I have a B.S. and an M.S., and while degrees seem to be a dime a dozen these days, I am proud of my hard work and thankful for the opportunity to achieve those goals.
2. I feel so blessed each moment I spend with my friends and those I care about most. I want to make a more concerted effort to hug them more, kiss them more, and tell them I love them more.
3. I am grateful that I have passion. For awhile I was unsure at how I would ever move on with my life. How I would find anything fulfilling or wonder-inducing anymore. I have found that it comes naturally to me, my passion for words, for creating, for loving. It has not diminished but grown so much in this last year.
4. I am filled with wonder and appreciation for the lessons I have learned this past year and track it has set me on. I have been able to discover more of myself than I ever knew I was even missing. And I have been able to see what is really important.
5. (what you really thought I would leave her out?) Aubrey, my daughter, the blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh. This tiny human that I can wrap my arms around and breath in her little girl smell. Who I can't double check enough on before I go to bed and as she lays breathing, slowly and shallowly, in and out-in and out-in and out. She is growing so quickly. She is aging so fast. She is no longer the little infant who held her head up defiantly before anyone said she should be. Nor is she my cute little chubs who waited to crawl until just before she was ready to walk. She is not my Disney song loving little girl any more. And she is not my page-boy hair-do'd girl running around the preschool playground. She is strong and sweet. Compassionate and daring. Careful and unchecked. Quiet, yet living gloriously out loud! She is the love of my life and I am not just thankful for her presence. I am blessed, I am humbled, I am thrilled by her.
I know there is more but will stop for now. Small steps when you start out!







