As I sit at my island eating my breakfast looking out at the most wonderfully snowy view, I am thankful. So very thankful.
It’s taken me a long time to get to this place but I’m finally here. Looking back on all the moments in my life I wasted because of stress, pettiness, immaturity and influence I wish I could remember the joy that those times brought me. And I know there was joy, it was just overshadowed by whatever negative distraction my brain chose to pay attention to instead.
I now thank God every night for the blessings He has given me. Our daughters, my Farmer, our family, my health, my strength, my wisdom. I thank Him for the inanimate as well – my warm and welcoming home, a reliable vehicle that gets me where I need to go, a bed to sleep in and the luxury of heat, light and running water. I also thank Him for the little blessings that greet me everywhere I look – a fluffy pancake with butter and real maple syrup and eating it in my pyjamas with my children on this Thursday morning, watching a fresh snowfall from my kitchen window with a warm cup of tea writing a blog post, a candlelit bath, the welcoming hug or smile of my best friend, a bowl of strawberries and cheesecake that I literally licked clean.
Learning to focus on myself and what’s going on in my own life has made me learn how to be happy for everyone I meet instead of immediately wishing I had what they had because “wow, if I had what they had or could feel what they feel it would definitely make me happy”. So untrue. We’re all here on this earth for different reasons and each have qualities that make us individuals. I am finally SO PROUD of the person I am and the path my life is taking. How boring would life be if we were all the same and had the same opinions, beliefs and style?
I have learned to laugh more. I’m a lot less uptight. I enjoy the simple things every day and I roll with the punches instead of always fighting back. It’s shown me that life is something to be cherished everyday because before you know it, you’re a decade older and those 10 years of life you’ve just lived are a faint memory. Even more faint if you weren’t focusing on the times that you rocked out.
Blessings are different to every one of us. I’m sure more than half of you scoffed when you read that I was enjoying a snowfall from my kitchen window – truth is, I love the snow. It’s so pure, pristine, untouched. Have you ever stepped outside in a snowfall and caught a handful of flakes on your mittens? If you’ve never done it, you should try it. And keep in mind that no two snowflakes are ever created alike.
Challenge yourself to find at least 5 blessings in your life daily. Some days it’s definitely more difficult than others but those are the days you just need to look a little harder.
Please excuse me while I go put ponytails in the Daughters’ hair and hug my Farmer. Love, Kim.