A few months ago, I was going to do a 30 days of gratitude thing. List what I was thankful for each day. I did it for about 3 days and quit.
I wondered why this exercise only last 3 days?? Lazy? Busy? Ungrateful?
Maybe. I don't always think about this blog every day. I tend to come here when I'm frustrated, sad... when I need to sort out the negative emotional stuff. It helps to get it out of my head.
I realize this leads to a blog full 'o whining. A blog chock full of negativity. I want people to know life is a-ok!! Our life is quiet, slow, we're together all the time. We're with family, we have a good support system. But yeah -- it's hard to wrap my head around the idea my husband is sick. It's hard to be grateful and cheerful sometimes.
Not that I couldn't find a reason to be grateful. Instead, the motive felt like I needed let the world know (or the world who stops by this blog) I have a happy bone in my body.
Being grateful can't be forced. I can turn my frown upside down all day long but if I can't find a reason to really truly smile, I better go back under the covers and start over.
Luther's my hero. He's my happy place. He's why I really truly smile. It sucks he has ALS but I am lucky he's in my life. I'm a better person for it. All will be well. All is well.