My gratitude has been on short notice for a few months. I've had lots of examples of wonderful things happening in my life, but quite honestly, I appreciated them for about a nanosecond. So, in moving on through my grief, I've decided that it would be a good thing to remind myself once again about the positive things that happen every week.
Here's just a few for this week:
I am glad I have not had the flu.
I am glad I got off my lazy butt and cleaned out my kitchen cupboards. Now they are neat, organized, and I know what I've got ( a lot of dip mixes).
I am so grateful Bud has eaten and liked the new meals I've made this week: Thai Noodles w/Peanut Sauce and Chicken topped with Bruschetta and Mozzarella.
I am really happy to have some new shirts for running. $12.99 at Target in colors I love. Gets me motivated.
Bud has watched two Snow White movies with me this week. And stayed awake through both of them.
So yes. I do see the positive things that happen to me and around me. Grief is a long road, and I think I have turned a corner. I cannot keep dwelling on things--it is wearing me out. It is time to move forward and step a bit more towards the light at the end of this dark tunnel. I am looking at ways to honor my sister's memory and life--running a race in her name, possibly putting a bench in a local park for others to sit and enjoy the scenery. Being brave and open to new opportunities. Starting to write. Planning for a giant flower garden this summer. Making limoncello for summer sipping. Training for those races!