Grateful

A few weeks ago, I posted on Twitter, “I tried to count my blessings today, but kept loosing count.” They are THAT abundant. So I’ll just leave it at this: I am blessed. Beyond blessed. And beyond measure.

I make it a point to be aware of my blessings, to be aware of where my life was and where it is now, and where it could have been instead. And so, no matter what things may happen, or what my mood is like on any particular day, this acute awareness helps me to remain grounded. And joyful. Always.

I’m grateful for my career (my day job and my freelance career). I’m grateful that I’m learning more and more about myself everyday and learning that I’m capable of so much more than I thought I was. I’m grateful for growing pains and that I am coming into my own, slowly but surely. I’m grateful for health and preservation. I’m grateful for endurance and strength. I’m grateful for trials. I’m grateful for triumphs.

I’m grateful for Aiden. I'm grateful that he made me "Mommy Delicious." And that this journey called [single] motherhood is turning out to be more than I could have ever fathomed. It’s ineffable.

I’m grateful for this community. For you and you and you. For your comments, your “likes,” your tweets, your emails, your messages, your love. I’m so happy that I started a blog and was able to “meet” you through it.

I don’t take anything for granted. I know how blessed I am. I know how favored I am. I know that God always, always, always looks out for my best interest. And my family’s too. And my friend’s too. And for that, I am eternally grateful.

So on today, while I’m baking that sweet potato pie and feasting on that delicious turkey and enjoying red wine in copious amounts, I’m taking a moment to reflect on blessings. Abundant blessings.

And I’m taking a moment just to be…

Grateful. 

Happy Thanksgiving, Lovelies!