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 forty-nine of my 365 days of thankfulness.
Day forty-nine of my 365 days of thankfulness
On day forty-nine of my 365 days of thankfulness, I am grateful when I find myself in the middle of a serendipitous event. On a cold Saturday morning, Rooster and I went out to breakfast with my daughter and her husband. They are two of our favorite people in the world. My daughter’s phone rang. Her brother decided to video call from New York City to show her around his new apartment. (He can see the Empire State Building from his apartment.) Rooster’s phone rang a few seconds later, and another son living in southern Indiana’s voice sounded on his cellphone. Neither of the phone calls was planned. This moment of serendipity was like having our two absent sons join us at the breakfast table.
The old lady speaks….
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.
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How lovely 😻
Thank you.
“This moment of serendipity was like having our two absent sons join us at the breakfast table.” I absolutely sensed that Molly. What a wonderful coincidence and lovely thing to be thankful for. 🙂
Thank you.
What a wonderfully synchronous experience!
Thank you.