Day Seventy-Three 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. I start my day searching for moments of appreciation in my life. The events or things might seem small and insignificant, but they add up to a giant pile of blessings. I’ve never attempted to express gratitude as the primary subject of my writing. This post covers day seventy-three of my 365 days of thankfulness.

Day Seventy-Three of my 365 Days of Thankfulness

On day seventy-two of my 365 days of thankfulness, I am grateful we still have farm supply stores here in the Hoosier state. They are a reminder of our rural roots. Most of us don’t make our homes on the farm these days, but a five-minute drive will take us into the country and the open air. That is where real life is lived. Even though we live in town, it doesn’t take much to make a Hoosier content. We like to live life simple around here. Give us a good deal, a warm home, a job to put food on the table, and family to make us happy. These farm supply stores remind us of those uncomplicated things. The feeling is captured in the country music played over the store’s loudspeakers—the dogs dragging their owners down the aisles. The no-frills atmosphere and the baby chicks in large metal tubs at the back of the store speak volumes.

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. 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.

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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.

2 thoughts on “Day Seventy-Three of my 365 Days of Thankfulness

  1. The way you describe the farm store is, I think, poetic. I like going to these stores as well, even though I have nothing to get there. (Sometimes there are tables outside with fruit and produce.)

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