Day Fifty-One 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 fifty-one of my 365 days of thankfulness.  

Day fifty-one of my 365 days of thankfulness  

On day fifty-one of my 365 days of thankfulness, I am grateful for the red-tailed hawk I saw gliding in the air. I know these birds are predators. One afternoon, while sitting at the park watching the ducks and geese, I saw one swoop out of the air and grab a duckling. It happened so fast. I remember feeling helpless to stop the carnage. The poor baby goose was fated to be the hawk’s lunch. Sometimes I hate how nature’s food chain works. That aside, I’m grateful to see the hawk because they became extinct here. Hawks and eagles started coming back a few years ago. It is a reminder that the earth has a way of healing if we allow it to recuperate.

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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4 thoughts on “Day Fifty-One of my 365 Days of Thankfulness  

  1. The hawk is impressive and deserving of life, sadly as a predator. But we must have predators in nature for now. The peaceable kingdom is a ways off. I’m glad the hawks and eagles are coming back.

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