I am grateful for my conduit-of-God friends. The hugs, the words of love, the acts of kindness, but most of all: knowing I am seen because that makes being hopeless and alone, regardless of my body’s current chemistry, an impossibility.
I am grateful for the coolness of the weather…yoga outside will knit me right up this morning.
I am grateful for failure. Without it, I would not know my greatest successes.
I am grateful for the greatness of God who, in his vast wisdom, created a transport system for all of the over flowing sadness. My tears are a sign of my openness to feel and a marker of the choice I make each day to experience my life, however it undulates and flows.
I am grateful for this big sad. Without it, I would not feel as certain of all of the love around me.
I am grateful that I shared that I am going through the big sad. (I hope my shrink is proud of herself, she should be.)
I am grateful that I stopped what I was doing and called my sister. I got to Skype with my nieces and nephew this morning and it was grand!
I am grateful for friends that I can trust my greatest gifts with so that I can celebrate the blessing of my marriage.
I am grateful for the way these past few weeks have worked out to our benefit…but doesn’t it always.
I am grateful that I was led back to gratitude to light up my big sad.
+1. I am grateful for the humor of my big sad having the initials B.S.