Day Sixty of my 365 Days of Thankfulness

March crept up on me. I was so captivated by the cold days of February that I almost allowed the pages of the calendar to turn unnoticed. That would have been a shame. I’m still plugging away at my 2022 blogging challenge. Each day I am discovering new ways that my life is blessed. Despite all the tragedy and drama in the world, I am discovering I have so much to be thankful for in my life. The trick is to find those blessings in the mundane. Thus, I am enjoying my 365 days of thankfulness challenge. I start my day searching for some way to express appreciation for those things in my life that I sometimes overlook. The events or things might seem small and insignificant, but they add up to a giant pile of blessings when putting them all together. I’ve never attempted to express gratitude as the primary subject of my writing. This post covers day sixty of my 365 days of thankfulness.  

Day Sixty of my 365 Days of Thankfulness

On day sixty of my 365 days of thankfulness, I am grateful for the sound of geese honking. I was sitting at my desk when I heard the sound of a flock of birds flying over the house. The led goose seemed to be making a lot of noise as they headed toward their destination. Maybe he was complaining about the temperatures not being as warm as the location where they wintered. Who knows, but I am glad they have made their return. They like to nest on the roof of the abandoned glass factory across the street. The lofty perch keeps their young protected from predators. Geese are a better predictor of spring than any old groundhog, and spring might come early this year.

This old ladies opinion regarding thankfulness.

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. I bet if you dig deep, you can come up with something to be thankful for today. Part of the problem with modern life is we neglect to see the small things that make up our common human experience. Thankfulness is an adventure we can all enjoy 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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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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