Being grateful is exhausting. Really. I’ll admit I didn’t put forth as much effort as I should’ve in October. Not that it was a wash, quite the contrary. I did some soul searching and feel very grounded; it’s a very ‘my-destiny-is-in-my-hands’ kind of feeling.
Also, I’ve decided that there is nothing wrong with complaining. I have to let that stuff out. I can’t hold things in or they fester and ferment and leave me with a spoiled and smelly soul that even bleach can’t clean. So it’s best if I say what’s on my mind, even if it is complaining and is not conducive of a grateful mindset. The trick is to rein myself in before I gallop away on a full-blown tangent. Just a small outburst. Just a few choice words. Then move on. Still working on the moving on part.
Now that it’s November, the entire country will be hopping on the grateful train. And since people, myself included, are sheep, it should be a little easier to maintain a grateful mindset. I am grateful for the important things in my life. My family, our health, my home. I don’t take these things for granted. It’s the rest of life that gives me trouble.
November Book Recommendation. The 5th Wave.
Excellent read about the human condition.