Why is it so difficult for me to be positive and acknowledge my blessings? Why does it have to take a monumental effort on my part to wake up every morning and be grateful for:
- the fact that my dad is still alive when we were so sure he wasn't going to make it this Christmas.
- my parents' house that is providing a roof over my head.
- my aunt's progress and recovery despite the massive stroke she had.
- my kids' and grandchild's health.
- Ray, who seriously needs an award for having the courage to do life with ME.
- a job that's paying my bills.
On Christmas eve I looked around at my family and was simply grateful for their presence. With my brother, his wife and 5 kids, my sister, my kids, Rylee, Ray, and John it was a full house replete with joyful noise. We had a tough year but we are resilient. Although times were difficult there were many golden moments in our lives and I NEED TO FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS on them. It really isn't about the amount of presents that surround the Christmas tree but the love of family that surrounds US. And I am grateful for the crazy people I call "family".