Not sure what day this is in the count.
I am grateful for masseurs. (Enough said.)
I am grateful for chefs.
I am grateful for sharp knives and the new skills to make knives sharper.
I am grateful for simple but refreshing chats with friends.
I am grateful for local bakeries who have perfected the art of bread making.
I am grateful for dedicated coworkers and charge nurses.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Monday, March 08, 2010
March 8, 2010
I am grateful for the smell of spring air.
I am grateful for plastic "money" I use at work.
I am grateful for sweet 80ish year old women and men who remind you of your grandparents and make you want to do everything right by them.
I am grateful for being able to recognize what stresses me so I can fix it.
I am grateful for TUMS.
I am grateful for plastic "money" I use at work.
I am grateful for sweet 80ish year old women and men who remind you of your grandparents and make you want to do everything right by them.
I am grateful for being able to recognize what stresses me so I can fix it.
I am grateful for TUMS.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Did you know? You have the power to choose your attitude.
For tonight, I was having a wide range of emotions for how I was going to create my post. A stressful event happened at work, and it left me and my sensitive feelers in a spastic frenzy. One second I'm irate, the other I'm feel as if I've been stomped on by an evil monster who is wearing 1 inch track spikes (aka hurt), not to mention the emotions of embarrassment, guilt, and vengeance were all lurking around. For this post, I thought I would be snide and say all of the evil things floating in my head about this other person that I'm not. However, that doesn't fit very well with the attitude I want to have. So, instead of being snide, I'm going to be proud of the good characteristics I do possess somewhere inside my trampled body.
I am grateful that I have empathy for people who's lives impact mine.
I am grateful for being able to remain calm in even the most stressful situations.
I am grateful that I am learning how to more easily admit my mistakes and listen when I am wrong.
I am grateful for everyday experiences that seem so insignificant at the time, but those repeating experiences over time morph into a beautiful synergistic energy we can use to help us through the major pitfalls.
I am always grateful for the listening ears of friends who truly care.
I am grateful that I have empathy for people who's lives impact mine.
I am grateful for being able to remain calm in even the most stressful situations.
I am grateful that I am learning how to more easily admit my mistakes and listen when I am wrong.
I am grateful for everyday experiences that seem so insignificant at the time, but those repeating experiences over time morph into a beautiful synergistic energy we can use to help us through the major pitfalls.
I am always grateful for the listening ears of friends who truly care.
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
No Excuse This Time
Day 6 3-2-10
I am grateful for sunny and bluebird 50 degree days in February.
I am grateful for lattice and the ambition to create something from relatively nothing.
I am grateful for seemingly unrealisticly large bags of frozen blueberries from Costco - they help make great tasting smoothies!
I am grateful for the courage of others to research information and present this information to many people through different medias to help solve a national problem.
I am grateful for good friends to have subtle but meaningful debates with over delicious beverages.
I am grateful for sunny and bluebird 50 degree days in February.
I am grateful for lattice and the ambition to create something from relatively nothing.
I am grateful for seemingly unrealisticly large bags of frozen blueberries from Costco - they help make great tasting smoothies!
I am grateful for the courage of others to research information and present this information to many people through different medias to help solve a national problem.
I am grateful for good friends to have subtle but meaningful debates with over delicious beverages.
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