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I have an abundance of riches…an affluence of privilege. I’ve been reminded recently that life isn’t fair, because my family suffers while I revel in choices and blessings that I don’t feel worthy of.  I  complain about things others would kill for. I whine about my life and issues that some can only dream about. That ends now.

Okay, this is me we’re talking about. Much like my never ending quest to be organized and my goal of being a great parent, this will be a work in progress. But I am going to actively start practicing gratitude.  I know it won’t be as hard as I am making it. I know this because I tore down walls this week…literally. I know this because I put in flooring. I walked my horse home over four miles. I have given birth! Several times! I can do ANYTHING!

My family will also see an abundance of riches, because sometimes life IS fair…or at least good. My loved ones will find jobs that suit them, for now anyway. Houses will sell, businesses will take off, health will return. Or not, but because they are who they are, they will find the blessings in the things thrown their way, anyway.

Because that is the one thing for which I am ALWAYS grateful…my family, my extended, crazy, wonderful family, who always make me laugh. Who always make me feel blessed, without reservation. Who always make me step outside my narcissism, even briefly. (This is me we’re talking about, after all.)

I love you guys. That never ends.

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