I woke up this morning feeling very grateful for my life. It has been a while since that happened, and I was glad for it.

These last eight months have been a series of trying events, emotional upheavals, and traumatic experiences. Not every single day was awful, but the majority of them were difficult.

Having depression, anxiety and PTSD makes life interesting, to say the least. Dealing with all of those things without the medication I have been relying on for many years has made my life almost impossible.

If you have any of those conditions, then you will understand what I am talking about. If not, you are blessed, but I can’t really describe it to you. Unless you feel it and experience it for yourself, you really can’t comprehend the immense effort it takes for a person like me to even get out of bed in the morning, let alone slap a smile on my face and go out and greet the world.

So waking up feeling grateful this morning was awesome! Gratitude, even when things aren’t perfect (and I assure you, my life is FAR from perfect) is an amazing way to begin the day.

As I lay in bed, I thought about where I am and how beautiful it is. I noticed the sun was shining brightly through the windows, so I knew it was going to be a nice day before checking the weather or looking outside. I felt the warmth of my husband next to me and the doggies at my feet and felt thankful for their presence in my life. I breathed deeply and smelled the intoxicating scent of the pine trees we are surrounded by and felt at peace. I enjoyed the comfort of my soft bed and pillows and felt thankful for a nice place to lie down and rest.

Yes, the car and the RV still need to be repaired. Yes, I still have a lot of pain in my body and my spirit. Yes, the dogs get on my nerves about fifty times a day. Yes, Rico and I are still trying to recover from the latest trauma in our relationship. But… none of that entered my mind this morning. I was simply thankful. No worry. No fear. No anxiety. No depression. Thankful… grateful… peaceful.

Big Love,


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