Being Grateful

Although it’s not usually my forte to write something which is heartfelt and poignant, I find myself in just the mind frame of doing that. Today, in this blog, I will withhold the sarcasm and simply be as real as I can.

This title comes from the fact that you just never know what life is going to throw at you. I feel as if I have been fortunate to have many blessings in my life and so few tragedies. I know this is not true for everyone. I received a stark reminder that even on days when we feel as if we can’t go on with the screaming child, we should be grateful to have that child. One of the children who was in the first classroom I ever worked in just lost his battle with cancer. He was only eleven, though in my mind, I can’t picture him any older than five, which is the age he left the center where I worked. He was one of the sweetest children I ever knew and as a parent, I can’t imagine the heartbreak.

It made me realize how often at the center of tragedy, there is the gnawing reminder to be thankful for all you have. Our humanity shows in time of sadness; we may weep for children we don’t know and hug our children just a little tighter, silently thankful the loss wasn’t ours. Our thoughts drift to the parents and we find, at least I know I do, we send prayers of strength to people who may not be in our lives at the current moment or even to people we have never met and may never meet. And although I’m glad I can see that sliver of light when times are tough, I’m a little disappointed in myself that so often I forget. It’s far too often that it’s not until I hear of a child or an adult whose life has been cut tragically short that I realize I have been caught in the moments of self pity. What is it about people in general that we get caught up in the negative actions of the day and forget to see the positive ones, no matter how small they may be or how far and few they come between the negatives? I realize, any time of hearing such things, that I need to tell my children, my friends, and my family just how much I do love and respect them. The fact is we never know what life is going to decide.

So, my thought for the day is be grateful. Hug those around you and let them know you love them. Maybe even smile at a stranger in the store and be grateful you were able to. Be strong and meet the challenges of life like this little boy, Danny, did with a positive sense of life. To the very end, no matter how hard his battles were, he was thankful to have his family around him, know that he had played soccer and gotten into mischief with his little brother. He reminded me that in every day, even the tragic ones, there is something to be grateful for. It might just be a little harder to find it.


About J.Peterson

By day, I'm a mom of two boys (three if you count my husband) and a childcare provider. My adventures in parenting and the real world are primarily what this blog is about. My alternate ego, the one who is in my book(s), is a scythe bearing, magnificent shoe wearing, Soul Harvester by the name of Genesis. Though she knows nothing about parenting, her sarcasm rivals even my own. If you enjoy my blog, check her out on Amazon under the title of Death Inc. The life and Times of a Soul Harvester.

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