My grateful heart
I’m currently sitting in the laundromat waiting for my doona to dry. 17 minutes left to go, and I have the urge to pour out my grateful heart into words. So here goes…
I’m grateful for the cold mornings and feeling the first warm air that blows from the ceiling ducts. Hearing rain on a tin roof. The night spent sleeping alongside a toddler who wants my comfort and whose small head fits perfectly under my chin as though it was always a part of the puzzle.
I’m grateful for the sun’s warmth beaming through the car window onto my thighs. Conversing with strangers. The smells of fresh laundry as I sit and wait. 11 minutes to go.
I’m grateful for my incredible family. My small but special group of friends (you know who you are, even if we don’t talk often – I’m terrible at picking up the phone). I love you all dearly and I should tell you this more often.
I’m grateful for the kindness I show, and the kindness I’m shown. The happiness I feel and the pain I endure. I know I can’t appreciate one without the other as I have ‘been there, done that’ many times before. Life’s lessons.
I’m grateful for the breath I draw into my lungs each day, and the beauty of living this life. Nature, oh nature. I will forever be grateful for the flora and fauna that resets me. The wrens that hop about my backyard. Native flowers. The first blossom on my Snowgum.
“A grateful heart is a beginning of greatness. It is an expression of humility. It is a foundation for the development of such virtues as prayer, faith, courage, contentment, happiness, love, and well-being.” – James E. Faust
Finally, I am grateful for you taking the time out to read my ramblings which usually come with a heavier undertone. I would really love to know what you are grateful for, right now, in this moment.
Thanks for stopping by,