I am grateful for music…all kinds. I just love it. And I don’t really understand people who don’t. Most of my best (and worst) memories have music associated with them. When I want to feel happy, I can play a song–ONE SONG–and instantly feel better. When I need to get the sad feelings out, I can do the same.
I am grateful that my brother and his wife and their two kiddies live just down the street from me right now. I am loving every minute of it. I love that I can help them out with babysitting and such, and that they are so generous as to always welcome me into their home. It really is a win-win!
I am grateful for a body that will let me go for months without exercising and then let me push it to three miles on my second day back “on the wagon.” I often find myself complaining about the fact that I am not a size 2 and I find all of these flaws with the way I look, but really, my body is amazing in the way that it will let me push it without quitting on me. And I’m healthy in the sense that I am disease and disorder free. How many people can say that?