When was the last time I counted my blessings? Earlier this year I was reading a book all about this subject and how gratitude has the power to bring healing to our lives. With in just a few short months I seem to have forgotten every lesson learned. Though still in my head, it has taken a toll trying to transcend into my heart. It's a discipline, to write, to think: What are the blessings on my door step? I forget that only I have the power to see the good in my life. But not just to look at my life, but to see the good in others. One step at a time. Counting my blessings. I've been struggling to do this. But I'm going to make a point. Before every meal, to stop, breathe, center myself and say thanks. When I was little we said "grace" before meals. But isn't that what gratitude is, saying the graces that are brought into our lives? When we see the light, the world doesn't seem so dark. I'm choosing thankfulness.
