Gratitude

I pray...

to the brilliant white light of our maker and to the love contained within it.

I pray...

every night before I close my eyes. I pray every single night as I stare upward at the darkness of the room.

I pray...

for my loved ones, for happiness and peace to envelope all. I pray for the things anyone else would pray for.

Before I say Amen; before I drift slowly into my dreams I make sure to say thanks for anything I may have taken for granted during the bustle of the day. I thank our creator for allowing me these things that so many others less fortunate are forced to do without.

Material items such as my favorite pair of earrings, or that comfy chair I love to curl up in with a book. Simple things such as my morning cup of coffee and those few stolen moments I can get to collect myself each day. Amenities such as electricity and clean running water. The roof over my head and food in my fridge. The most important things in my life... my family and friends.

I must say though, I have realized today with the help of a friend that I tend to forget to mention my husband. I neglect to recognize the fact that I take him for granted. I should be grateful for all that he does for our little family; all that he sacrifices. Even when he makes me mad sometimes, err... ummm... maybe it's more like daily!

If I was to wake up one morning and find myself without the things I take for granted...

he wouldn't be there.

He wouldn't be there... and I would regret it.

I'm not sure why I have forgotten to include him in the past, but after much thought... I've realized I want him in my future. I want him there. For me, for our boys... he needs to be there. I'm going to make sure he will be.

Now if I could just get him to do the same.

Dana





*This post was inspired by Kick In The Blog