As I sat down to write this blog post, I realized it would be posting on my mother’s birthday. I haven’t celebrated her birthday with her since 2004. She passed away suddenly in 2005. It is crazy when you think of something like this and realize how much time has passed.
I didn’t say that to put a damper on things, but it does put this writing into perspective.
Today I’d like to talk about gratitude. I’d love to tell my mother that I am so grateful for all the good she poured into me over the years. I know that she knows.
I gave her a book once for Mother’s Day. I was married at the time and living 700 miles away. I wanted to give her something she could cherish, not the usual flowers or candy that mothers so often get. So I bought a book with blank pages and I began to write. I decided to go back as far as I could remember and tell her something wonderful she did for me each year. I started at age 2. Yes, believe it or not I remember some things way back then.
I told her thank you for letting me run barefoot and in my underpants. I thanked her for letting me play with bugs. I had a brick that sat outside the garage and every day I would go out, lift up the brick and play with my little roly-poly friends. They didn’t care and neither did my momma.
Little did I know how much that book would mean to her over the years. After her death, I found the book with worn pages. My sister told me Mom read it over and over. I am so grateful to know that.
Gratitude can come at the most unexpected times. I feel as though if we work hard at it we can be grateful more often. But this crazy hurried world we live in keeps us going and so many times we barely have a minute to think about all the blessings that are in our lives.
I’m writing this today to remind myself (and you) that time is speeding by. Let’s not wait such long stretches of it before remembering to be grateful.
Be grateful for all you have and express your gratitude. Gratitude turns what we have into more than enough.
What are you grateful for?
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