I paused yesterday during my internal struggle for peace and realized I have been neglectful.
I have been neglecting myself. I preach what should be done and when it comes to it, I fall short.
It’s what happens, I suppose. We are supposed to learn, fail, and grow.
I wonder when I’ll succeed. When I’ll stop falling short. But these questions I’m never suppose to know. That’s the complexity of life. We live, try our best, and share our wisdom.
It’s a turbulent journey.
When life becomes too much to bear, I have to pause and think about being grateful. It doesn’t come easy. I’ve come to realize, it never will.
In the tradition of using Friday to think about what I’m grateful for, I’ll give you a list.
It’s small, but it’s truth is real.
- In times where I feel alone, a friend shines through and reminds me they’ve always been there. For this, I am grateful for my friends. I have a handful that really know me, and I love them all.
- I am grateful for my parents. They do all they can for me, and I never say thank you enough.
- I am grateful I have a job. I often loathe it, but it’s still there as long as they find me worthy.
- My niece. She’s amazing, smart, funny, and when you’re sad she knows exactly what to do. She’s a true gift.
Take some time to pause and be grateful. It can be difficult, but it gives new perspective and sometimes that’s all we need to silence the mind.
He’s pausing, but it’s possible he’s thinking about cookies.