Day Thirty-three of my 365 Days of Thankfulness  

We entered the frigid month of February, and I’m still plugging away at my 2022 blogging challenge. It took me a while to come up with an idea, but I decided what I needed most in the coming year was to adopt an attitude of gratitude. The world suddenly got filled with so much tragedy and conflict I found it hard to appreciate the blessings in my life. Thus, I started my 365 days of thankfulness challenge. I start my day searching for some way to express appreciation for life, even if it is a small and insignificant element. Many small things can add up to a big blessing. During month one, I cover most of the major stuff. I’m starting to wonder if I can keep going in month two. I’ve never attempted to express gratitude as the primary subject of my writing. I’m finding it to be more difficult than I first thought. This post covers day thirty-three of my 365 Days of Thankfulness. 

Day thirty-three of my 365 Days of Thankfulness

On day thirty-three of my 365 days of thankfulness, I appreciate green grass in winter. It serves as a reminder spring is right around the corner. The grass here in Indiana is still green. We’ve had a lot of cold, but no snow. The weather seems to flow north of us or to the south. They can have the white stuff. It is unusual for the grass to be green here in the Hoosier State in February since it should be covered in snow. Once the melt happens, the mud shows up to get all over your boots and shoes. This occurrence creates a mess. I feel blessed not to have to deal with it this year. (I’ve been told the situation will change tomorrow. Oh, well, it was nice while it lasted.)

The old lady says

This old lady’s opinion is thanksgiving is a matter of choice. Even in the darkness, we can choose to seek the light. My blessings may not be the same as yours because I’m old. We all share this planet and breath the same air. We are blessed to have contact with one another. I believe we can all relate to the blessings in life, even during a pandemic. Covid-19 is a tragic landmark in our human experience., but thankfulness is an adventure we can all take together. Would you please leave a comment and share with me some of the things you are thankful for today.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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7 thoughts on “Day Thirty-three of my 365 Days of Thankfulness  

      1. 💜 YOU!!! ARE Most Welcome 🙏 and Thank YOU!!! for YOUR!!! Kind Words; very much appreciated 😊 ☺️


  1. A lovely post, Molly. The practice of being thankful every day gives the good things in life center stage where they belong. Green grass all winter and kindness during these tough times are definitely reasons to be grateful. <3

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