Sometimes I take for granted that...
1) I have people in my life who love me just the way I am.
2) I have a husband who works incredibly hard, who never complains about his work.
3) I have a warm, comfortable bed to sleep in each night.
4) I can have clean clothes any time I want.
5) My children love and respect me a lot, and never hesitate to show it. They also like being with me.
6) I receive tender touches each and every day from someone around my home, be it an arm across my shoulder, a peck on the cheek, a long bear hug just because, or a hand that reaches for mine. This may be my #1 thing to be grateful for and not take for granted. Human touch is important.
7) I have matured in my faith, and thus panic less while seeking and listening more.
8) No matter how poor it is, I still have correctable eye sight. Bi-focals on order, and super expensive lenses because of the Rx being so high, but at least I can still see the leaves on trees clearly, and the smiles on the faces of those around me.
9) My car runs, I can rely on it because it is in good shape regardless of how old or how many miles on it. I don't have to hold my breath when I turn the key in the ignition.
10) I have several friends to laugh with...and cry with when necessary.
11) I have a husband who has been my one and only forever.
12) I have a happy, yellow house. I absolutely love pulling on to our street and seeing our happy yellow house.
13) The water that comes out of the tap is clear, cool, and clean.
14) I can read and write well, I can understand virtually anything I read no matter at what level it is written. I realize that many Americans do not have that ability, and it has made a huge difference in my life.
15) Every day of my life, there are smiles around me, there is virtually no anger, no arguing, no discord. I know I take it for granted, but I often give thanks for this very thing, for I can never express my gratitude for that enough.
16) I have strong, smart, capable people circling me, some who carry my last name and some who do not.
17) I have what I need, and some of what I want...and that is a blessing.
18) I am safer than many are when they go to sleep at night.
19) I take for granted that I have children, wonderful, amazing, super thoughtful, pretty darned perfect children.
20) I take for granted that I have suffered some hardships in my life, and where I am today in life is a direct result of those hardships.
Ten minutes ago I stood in the hallway while five children crowded around me, telling me about their evening and what they had done while I was gone. They were quietly standing there, one tall one with an arm around my waist, another grinning from ear to ear telling me about a project they were working on. As I reminded them that Kenny and I would be gone for his MRI in the morning, one by one they each said something along the line of, "OK, I can work on my math/stock market research/civil war leader report. Don't worry, we'll be busy until you get home." Then I was sweetly asked how my evening was, and if I enjoyed it.
I know this doesn't happen in many homes with teens this age. I know that for many moms returning home from an evening out, there would barely be an acknowledgment of her presence, or a demand for her to do something for them. Instead, I had my laundry pulled from the dryer and folded/hung for me by either the kids or Dominick, the kitchen was cleaned up so I had no mess to take care of, and I was hugged a lot and told to have sweet dreams tonight by my own children.
Sometimes I might take it for granted, but truthfully, it isn't very often. With every quiet conversation, every hand hold, every glance up from what they are doing and a chipper "Hi, Mom!" is uttered...I know how blessed I am, I rarely forget it, for it is the key to why my life is so sweet. With every sweaty end to a long, hard, hot day, with every laugh at the antics around us, with every night he comes home to me, I know I am blessed, and I rarely forget it.
Reserving gratitude for Thanksgiving is a travesty.