Day Fifty-nine 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-nine of my 365 days of thankfulness.  

Day Fifty-nine of my 365 Days of Thankfulness

On day fifty-nine of my 365 days of thankfulness, I am grateful for two days of warm, sunshine-filled, shirt-sleeve-wearing days. It felt so nice to feel the warmth on my skin. My coat remains hung on a hook by the door. This warm spell may not last long, but I am so glad for it while it lasts. The intense cold never left us the entire winter. Here in the Midwest, we will take what we can get. 

This 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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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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