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Being grateful



I'm sure each of us could find something to complain about on a daily basis.  In fact many of us know people who manage to complain about things on an hourly basis.  I've decided to enhance my focus on gratitude.  The grateful parts should not just enhance my day, but be the norm of my focus.

As this week was a tough one professionally which resulted in many emotions, I found at the end of that week when I remembered all I had to be grateful for, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Another way for gaining perspective was to think about what I want to be remembered for, and realizing that's where I've put my attention and energy .... ahhhh, so I AM focusing on the right things!  Yes, I am most grateful for those parts ... being a wife, a mother, a friend, a good cook, a runner, a sharer, a listener, a knitter, a reader and a caring, strong woman.  Yes, that makes me smile!

Perhaps dusting off the old gratitude journal is in order ... to list 5 things at the end of the day.  Or perhaps focusing on what I want to be remembered for is the way to go.  A very wise woman told me recently, "When something upsets me I decide will this matter in six months?  If not, immediately put it aside.  If yes, then focus on the best solution."

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