Another Thanksgiving comes and goes; however, this year I have a blog, and I want to write. I want to write about how happy and how grateful I am to so many people for so many things (thank you, thank you, and thank you – for helping me, for supporting me, for encouraging me, and for accepting me as I am without conditions or exceptions). I am happy because I’m learning and doing things that enrich my days and welcome my creativeness to bloom. Gratitude, for me, is constant. I try to remind myself of these wonderful discoveries. I appreciate so much, and I understand the importance of saying and giving thanks. It feels good to be thanked, and from my perspective, equally as wonderful extending gratitude. In tough or trying moments, I try not to forget. Sometimes, it can be frustrating because I really have to search for my appreciation, my gratitude, my moments. Life can be hard, unpredictable, and tough. In these moments, awareness has helped me rediscover gratitude in the most interesting places. I know the importance of recognizing the big, the small, and everything in between.
More than a few years ago, I kept my own personal gratitude journal. I can’t even remember why I started it, but I did. I still have that journal. It is a wonderful reminder and glimpse into what was happening in my life way back when. I was young. It still makes me smile and pause a bit as I recollect a memory that I wrote about. The words and the lists are powerful reminders of my past. I can still feel the subtext of some of my entries. It’s hard to explain. I can feel that some of my entries were forced. I was looking for gratitude and perhaps feeling frustrated, unappreciated, and tired. Perhaps I was searching for the importance of what I was doing and the path I was on. My gratitude journal started off as only maybe 2 or 3 entries every once in a while but after a few weeks and months, the lists grew exponentially. Some entries were 20-25 items long. Incredible. Some of the entries were only a few words; however, the descriptions were powerful, emotional, real. In reading my journal, some of the words, the phrasing, the expressions seem foreign as if someone else, other than me, wrote them. I’m disconnected from them now yet they are my words, my thoughts, my experiences. Interesting. So very, very interesting. It was a different time; I was a different person. I see growth when I look back at my gratitude journal. Age? Maybe. Maturity? Probably. I wondering if I will look back at my blog years from now and see a similar pattern or have a similar reaction. Life is interesting in this way. I guess this gives me even more reason to write, to tell stories, and to remember the details of today, yesterday and tomorrow.
Do you keep a gratitude journal? Have you had a similar experience when looking back at what you wrote?
Happy, Happy Thanksgiving! Don’t forget to thank those you love, those that inspire you, those that encourage you. THANK YOU is a beautifully powerful statement with an underestimated impact. Use the phrase honestly and often. Thank you.