Gratitude

I’ve been making a conscious effort to practice gratitude daily for the past few months. I feel it’s making a difference.

It’s difficult to have negative thoughts about anything when I’m constantly looking for ways to be grateful. It changes how I view the events that happen in my day. Sure, sh*t happens, but it doesn’t become the focus if I don’t dwell on it.

I’ve noticed it most in my work. Three months ago, I was giving thanks (to God, the Universe, whomever is listening) for allowing me to save enough money that I could make the switch from full-time work to freelance. I gave thanks when I signed my first contract. I gave thanks whenever someone in my network wanted to talk to me about work. I gave thanks when my second contract was signed. There seemed to be a direct correlation between the amount of gratitude I gave and the amount of work that found me. Now, I’m nearly at the point where I’m going to have to turn down work – and for that, I am truly grateful!

For the past few years, I’ve felt like I was on the cusp of something wonderful. I believe I’ve found it. I have work I love and can do from anywhere in the world as long as I have an internet connection. My work allows me flexibility in my day. For me, this means I work long hours while Martin is away so I can have more free time when he’s home. It allows me to go shopping during non-peak hours (I hate shopping, so this is a huge “plus” for me). If I want to do a noon workout rather than evening, I can schedule meetings around it. I can take an afternoon off to enjoy a beautiful winter day and explore the mountains that are nearby.

The more thankful I feel, the more abundance I notice. There are days it feels like it’s overflowing. It brings a sense of a calm…contentment. There’s a peacefulness to my life that didn’t used to exist. I have a strong sense that everything is going to work out and I don’t worry or fret as much.

I encourage everyone to find moments of daily gratitude. Some days, it’s as small as being thankful for a green light in traffic. It’s every time my adult son leaves the house and gets home safely. It’s time spent with people who are important to me. It’s time to myself.

Take a few moments and recognize it. Acknowledge it.

What are you grateful for today?

Living the Dream

I’ve had a week on my own, and I love it. There is so much gratitude in me.

My son and I have a wonderful relationship. We are adjusting to not seeing each other every day. He’s learning independence and I’m learning to let him have it. He comes over to visit (and eat) every second day. I expect this frequency will diminish over time, but I’m enjoying it while it lasts. I get a heartfelt hug every time he leaves.

I have a fantastic network of friends who have, and continue, to support me. Sometimes, it’s by lending a shoulder to cry on. Other times, it’s giving me a kick in the a** and making me look at things differently. I’m thankful for all of them.

I have an encouraging, loving partner. This relationship is like no other I’ve had. For the first several months I believed it was too good to be true. I kept waiting for the “other shoe to drop”. It hasn’t, and I don’t think it will. It’s still relatively new – only 18 months – and we take it day by day. No expectations for the future; simply enjoying what we have, supporting each other, and defining who we are as individuals and as a couple. Martin, if you’re reading this, I adore you (but you already know that).

I have financial independence. I know many women are stuck in unfulfilling marriages because they can’t afford to leave. Or, if they leave, they suffer financial loss. I don’t have that. I have a great job. I have savings and investments. I may not be able to retire as early as I’d thought, but given how much I enjoy my work, it’s not a hardship.

I have my health. Sure, I have allergies and a couple of autoimmune conditions, but in the grand scheme of things, it’s good. Since my CrossFit gym permanently closed, I’ve started a “10 weeks to 5K” running program. I’m not a runner. I don’t enjoy running. Well, I didn’t enjoy it. That’s starting to change. I look forward to seeing how much longer or faster I get week by week.

For the first time ever – I was able to choose a place to live based on only my wants and needs. I wasn’t convinced I’d enjoy a condo as I love gardening. However, knowing I don’t have to spend free time mowing the lawn, weeding, or shovelling snow is appealing. I can fill my home and outdoor spaces with plants and satisfy my green thumb.

I’m having great fun choosing things for the condo. I can buy what appeals to me, decorate the way I want, and not have to consider anyone else’s likes.

Now that most things are put away, I’m bringing my dog home in a few days. I’m not sure how my 120 pound Rottweiler will adjust to condo life, but we’ll give it our best. He will be my walking/running partner, and my son will take him back to the house so he can play time in the big yard with his favourite purple ball. Keo and I have a strong bond and I’m looking forward to having him spend even more time with me.

I’m sitting here with a smile on my face. Life is good. I’m living the dream.

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