Today I could complain that I was woken repeatedly by Ava in the middle of the night, who decided she needed to be cuddled while she slept….but instead I am choosing to be grateful that most nights I don’t get up to her at all.
I could complain that I’m having a fat day….but instead I choose to be grateful that I live in a country that has plenty of food, and that part of that food is Red Rooster. I’m grateful that on the way home from taking Bridie to a birthday party, I could order food for us instead of having to cook when I got home.
I could complain that my lounge is always messy….but instead I choose to be grateful that my kids are blessed with toys and books and great imaginations.
I could complain that Boatman doesn’t do the dishes as he makes lunch….but instead I choose to be grateful for the fact that every Sunday he makes lunch.
I could complain that PND had me questioning everything about myself yesterday, and in a deep pit of self hatred….but I choose to be grateful for truth. For a husband who reminds me of my worth and what is real.
I could complain about writers block, and a blogging depression that has seen me not write anything new since Wednesday….but instead I choose to be grateful that today I can write this. It may not be interesting, inspired or funny. But it is real, and it is something.
Not linking up with Kate or anyone else.
Just choosing to see the silver the lining.