My beautiful, healthy girls have to be number one on this list. Bitch and complain as much as i do about them they are my reason for being and very much so my reason for fighting. If it wasn’t for them God knows where i would have life lead me.
My warm, cozy apartment. Always have to say thanks for the solid roof over my head. I work in a mission downtown where I’m surrounded by individuals that have no place to “go home” to. They literally walk around with their lives on their backs. I think we have a tendency of taking the four walls and roof that block out the wind, rain, snow and all other elements that are thrown at us (which here in Canada could be all of the ones listed in one day) for granted.
I have to give thanks for my health, physical and mental. I’ve been on the verge of deteriorating both at so many points of my life that sometimes its surprising I’m still as stable as I am.
This list can go on and on I suppose. We always tend to focus on all the negatives in our lives. All the ‘what ifs?’ and ‘if only…’
I for one need to sit down and remember what I have and look at how blessed I am for having it. It shouldn’t be something only done on a day completely dedicated to giving thanks, it should be done on a daily basis, at the start of each day. I’m sure if we all took a minute to do that it would give us a reason to get up every day, a reason to push on and strive forward.