Here I am again exactly where I was last week, not wanting to write, but forcing myself as I cling to the routine of it, the benefits I hope and trust will be there. Sinking, but grabbing onto a flotation device.
This week I am grateful for:
The dog lying at my feet, with her here I am never alone
My 8 year old stepping in to make my planned lasagne, not my finest hour, but I thanked her for her help
The aches and pains after my first gym stick class since November, walking like a cowgirl and flinching every time someone human or furry pushed down on my quads.
The banana bread I made today that felt like my only accomplishment, gobbled up by my girls and a friend after school for their play date (I then proceeded to fall asleep).
The day off with my girls.
My husband flying home tonight.
The walks I took with the dog, breathing fresh air, often accompanied by light rain, I tried to inhale the walk hoping it would revive my spirit.
The chat with a friend in the grocery store, blocking the lane in front of the deli counter, glad I did not just wave hello and keep going. No one ever died because they cried to a friend in Coles.
The tiny burst of energy and intention that is making me write this.
What are you grateful for this week?
Find your simple,
Edited to add: Again I am grateful for writing this and simply continuing the practice (I was motivated by not wanting to miss a week). My husband arrived home from Sydney and actually asked me what I needed him to do to help with the house – immediately I asked for him to take care of the kitchen still full of mess from banana bread baking and dinner making. This morning both my girls slept in and I was blessed with being able to wake them with gentle kisses, slowly stirring them, but then allowing them to stay asleep when that was what they needed. Gratitude is more than an act of acknowledging what we have. I truly believe gratitude opens our eyes and heart to receive even more.