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Sunday, October 6, 2013

AM FOREVER GRATEFUL




Most days I am so grateful for my life, as it is, that I do not know what to pray. “Thank you,” doesn’t seem to suffice. This is the most stable my life has been. I recently had two off days where I absolutely did nothing. Well, except some chores e.g: a little laundry, dish washing and a little mopping… nothing else was on the agenda. Of course all this free time is due to school being closed. I am enjoying the freedom immensely and responsibly. Come August, the heat will be on. Full time school and full time work are two opposing forces and boy do they bring on the stress.  It is times like these my friend likes to remind me, “You chose this life though, remember?”  To which I say a thunderous, “Yes! And am not complaining, just whining a little.” :-)
A short time ago, I wrote to my dear niece on her blog page. I wrote on gratefulness. So many times we forget how fortunate we are and "appreciativeness" takes a back seat to our whining.  Like a famous quote says: What if we woke up today with only the things we were grateful for yesterday? A load of us would be very miserable.
You know what else? Am indebted to the universe for my tests and trials. I am a firm believer, if you’re being put to the test; you’re being perfected, refined and improved. I have no qualms against the difficult times in my life. They were a learning opportunity that expanded my vision and without these hard times I wouldn’t be the person I now am. 

I remember a time when free time tortured me. I was in fear of free time because I spent it so destructively.  But that was only because my mind was so tortured as well. It's clear to me now that drama-free living begins and ends with a serene state of mind. 
Everyday I am grateful for my continuous good health, the love and laughter from my friends, family and extended family. I appreciate my job, a working car, as much food as I can possibly eat and above all, peace of mind which affords me a great nights sleep. Now, who can argue with a good night's sleep? I learned a while back, worry makes for a very hard pillow.