Scrooge says this little ejaculation of praise on Christmas morning, right after the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come returns him to his the "real" world. Scrooge is grateful to be alive. He is grateful for the cold, snowy morning. He is grateful for his dark, dusty apartment. He is grateful for everything in his life.
Last night, I found myself in a very dark place. I was contemplating a few issues in my life, and I just couldn't shake off the negative thoughts. Therefore, I have decided this morning to focus on the blessings in my life. I know I have done this exercise several times already on this blog. However, I think it's a good thing to repeat.
Thus, on to the blessings:
My son, who is funny and healthy and full of energy. (Maybe a little too full of energy, but that's OK.)
My daughter, who is smart and beautiful and graceful as a swan.
My wife, who is smart and beautiful and employed. (That's a double blessing.)
My house, which keeps my family warm and comfortable.
My car, which runs and gets me to work.
My job in the medical office, where I'm surrounded by people I love.
My job at the university, where I get to talk about things that I love.
Cheetos, because I love them.
Diet Mountain Dew, because I love it.
My friends, who bring me so much joy.
My family, because they're crazy and loving.
My wife's family, because they're crazy and loving.
My health, which is good.
Poetry, which makes me see beauty in everything.
God, Who is the source of all of the above.
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positivity breeds positivity is what steven says...you have a lot more in the good column than in the bad! chin up
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