Are you grateful for what you have in life? Recently, I’ve been feeling immense gratitude for the “small things” in my life. I know that those things I define as “small” are huge to so many other people. It’s all relative I guess.
Every night, when I go to bed, instead of lamenting the fact that I am sleeping alone (no boyfriend in sight yet), I have been feeling immense gratefulness for the heater next to my bed, for my warm bed itself, and for the book lying beside my bed. I used to take these for granted. I didn’t even give them a thought. Now, as I climb into my bed, nice and warm, I say thank you to the universe for conspiring to give me such a luxury. A luxury so many millions don’t have.
I’ve found myself feeling gratitude for other things too, like the food in my fridge, the friends just a phone call or text message away, my car parked outside, the jobs and clients that enable me to afford a roof over my head.
We tend to focus on what we don’t have, instead of looking at what we do have. I went to Paris over the new year. I was lamenting the fact that I don’t have an apartment there yet, instead of feeling grateful that I was actually there. That I had euros in my purse which enabled me to sit in cafes and drink coffee, watching the world go by.
I saw lovers strolling the streets, arm in arm, giving each other spontaneous kisses, and thought back to the times my ex-husband and I went to Paris. At the time I felt a wistful nostalgia, but now, when I look back on my trip, I feel grateful that I was alone. I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I was free to look around me and dream. To sit in cafes and write, and not worry about anyone else.
This year is going to be one of gratitude. Every morning, I wake up and say thank you to my bed. Thank you for letting me sleep soundly, snug and warm. I say thank you to my apartment when I come home. Thank you for being here. Thank you for providing me shelter. And I say thank you to my clients. Sometimes they piss me off and make unreasonable demands, but it is because of them that I can freelance and live life on my own terms.
Of course, I still have my goals, and things I want to achieve. Being grateful for what I have does not mean I remain happy with my lot. I’m grateful for what I have, and on top of that, I want more. Maybe that sounds greedy, but it is what gets me out of bed in the morning.
Some people keep a gratitude journal, and write down what they are grateful for every day. I’d rather tell the things and people what I am grateful for directly. After thanking my bed, I thanked my almond milk this morning. And I feel so much happier for doing it.