“A miracle is not defined by an event. A miracle is defined by gratitude.” (Here If You Need Me, p. 181)
After my mom died and three short weeks later my daughter got sick, I had a hard time remembering the concept of gratitude. Fear and anger obscured the abundance still present in my life, and I resented anyone who told me to look beneath the surface to find a positive in our situation. I was convinced there was none. Part of my journey over the last couple of years has been to cultivate a practice that reminds me to see that beauty resides not only in peace, but also in adversity. It might be true that one can’t exist without the other, I don’t know. What I do know is that without experiencing adversity, I would never have been able to appreciate my “ordinary” life the way I currently do.
I used to think the key to life was happiness. Then I realized happiness is as fleeting as any other emotion. I craved peace, safety, security, the peal of my daughter’s laughter ringing from her room. I remembered the simplest things in life really are the biggest rewards and bring with them the most joy.
Gratitude grows with practice and patience. I’m dedicating this spot to share the events, people, places and things—big and small—that bring me peace, joy, and love. And yes, gratitude.
Leave a comment and let me know: What are you grateful for?