One of my friends is Little Miss Queen Gratitude. I will call her up with all the ways that I've been done wrong. She listens patiently, even empathetically. Her occasional "Sorry, sweetie," is honey for my head. She never fails to offer me sound, practical advice. And just when I feel vindicated and ready to go back to pillaging my world, she asks, "And what are you grateful for?"
Grateful! How can I be grateful that my boyfriend's being a jerk again? How can I be grateful for the inhumane invention of automated telephone systems? How can I be grateful that the store was out of my favorite body lotion?
And that's when she explains that I have "stinking thinking." My attitude is a pile of ripe dog pooh stuck to her brand new stilettos. She asks me inane questions like: Are you still alive? Are your children well? Do you have a roof over your head? Are you intact at this moment? Will this all pass and bring on a new sunshiny day?
Yes. Yes. Yes! There are a million things for me to be grateful for today. And my Little Miss Queen Gratitude is one of them. I am grateful for my health, my children, being loved, being able to love, being able to admit that I'm wrong... the list goes on and on... thankfully...
What are you grateful for today?
