Gratitude

I spend my day looking for things to be grateful for. I try never to look for things or reasons to be angry or feel hate. I look for the good in everyone, even the people who try to hurt me or the people I love. When I see something in someone I don’t like I try to look deep into myself to figure out what I see in myself as a reflection of that person and then attempt to embrace it. It doesn’t always work right away. I still meet people who don’t sit quite right with me, but I do accept them for who they are. We’re all fighting a battle. We’re all lost in one way or another. When it comes down to the basic facts all any of us want is to be happy.

 

I look at my life, maybe even my soul, as a map. I stand on the big red X because that’s where I am. Right here. Right now. I look back and I see where I’ve been good and where I’ve been bad. I see my kindest, weakest, worst, and strongest moments. I am who I am because of the steps taken on this map, my map. My soul. My journey.

 

People don’t need to like me. Personally what people think about me doesn’t matter. Their thoughts on me are their opinions, and usually those are opinions of people who don’t really know me, or you, and they’re usually wrong.

 

…but that’s okay

 

I love them anyway. Everyone. I have no room in my heart for hate. I’ve lived there. It isn’t pretty. I’ve been good and I’ve been bad but this is where I’m at.

 

On my big red X

 

I start every morning with gratitude. A kiss from my love, my tiny  dog excited to be awake, and the thought that my children love me.

 

…and I’m grateful for all of you. Thank you for your love and support.

 

Namaste

 

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