There have been moments of gratefulness in my loss. And it seems that loss makes me more aware of the kindness around me. Kind of like today’s MLK quote. It is loss that makes me the most aware of what I have, what is important, and what is precious in this life. Sadly, it is loss that provides the contrast to see with gratitude. That’s one of the great things about this practice, I am confronted with gratitude every morning and not just when things are particularly high or low.
Thank you all, and I hope you have a peaceful weekend. 🙏
I have found gratefulness amid loss thanks to this site. I have learned to ask what the lesson is instead of the “why me”. Loss has helped me lean more on God and to feel the comfort and support he provides which I am grateful for. As Mr. Rodgers said “ Look for the hero’s”, a lesson that brings gratitude during sadness.
I am deeply grateful for the grief counselor I had many years ago. She helped me process so much anger and resentment. I healed in a healthy way because of her.
I am grateful I was able to get one cutting of hay from my larger field. I only cut the smaller one once. It is exceptionally dry around this part of the world. I did get some of it irrigated, after the first harvest, before our ditch fell below the amount that my share is sufficient to irrigate with. We have had some rain, not much, some is forecast for this weekend. I will not get a second cutting but it grew some. It will be pasture this fall and if we get some help from the sky, the roots may stay alive for next season. So far the ground water table is still holding and our house well provides the water for my vegetable garden. Agua es Vida. Peace and love.
My mother died October 16 of last year at 96. I was there every day at the end. Pretty soon it’ll be a year she’s gone. I miss her every day but I’m so glad to have known her. Her whole life she was in motion as soon as her feet hit the floor in the morning. We had our deep struggles but in the last few decades of her life we were a pair. She was an amazing woman. I’m lucky she was my Mom.
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I’m grateful to be in an easy stretch of my life. Enjoy it while it last.
There have been moments of gratefulness in my loss. And it seems that loss makes me more aware of the kindness around me. Kind of like today’s MLK quote. It is loss that makes me the most aware of what I have, what is important, and what is precious in this life. Sadly, it is loss that provides the contrast to see with gratitude. That’s one of the great things about this practice, I am confronted with gratitude every morning and not just when things are particularly high or low.
Thank you all, and I hope you have a peaceful weekend. 🙏
I have found gratefulness amid loss thanks to this site. I have learned to ask what the lesson is instead of the “why me”. Loss has helped me lean more on God and to feel the comfort and support he provides which I am grateful for. As Mr. Rodgers said “ Look for the hero’s”, a lesson that brings gratitude during sadness.
Grateful for memories.
TGIF!
Michele, you just summed up why it’s important to enjoy the moment. It’s very easy for our minds to wander off.
I am deeply grateful for the grief counselor I had many years ago. She helped me process so much anger and resentment. I healed in a healthy way because of her.
I am grateful I was able to get one cutting of hay from my larger field. I only cut the smaller one once. It is exceptionally dry around this part of the world. I did get some of it irrigated, after the first harvest, before our ditch fell below the amount that my share is sufficient to irrigate with. We have had some rain, not much, some is forecast for this weekend. I will not get a second cutting but it grew some. It will be pasture this fall and if we get some help from the sky, the roots may stay alive for next season. So far the ground water table is still holding and our house well provides the water for my vegetable garden. Agua es Vida. Peace and love.
My mother died October 16 of last year at 96. I was there every day at the end. Pretty soon it’ll be a year she’s gone. I miss her every day but I’m so glad to have known her. Her whole life she was in motion as soon as her feet hit the floor in the morning. We had our deep struggles but in the last few decades of her life we were a pair. She was an amazing woman. I’m lucky she was my Mom.