I just finished reading the book, "You're Not Crazy and You're Not Alone." The book has thrown me into confusion as I'm trying to decide what came first, the Hashimoto's Thyroiditis or Celiac Disease. Or does it even matter? The upshot is that I need to make lifestyle adjustments. But that's not what I'm here to talk about. I want to talk about gratitude.
In Stacey Robbins' closing chapters, she lists gratitudes. I have had many authors go through a list of acknowledgements, but she is the first that I have come across that listed gratitudes. Her first gratitude? "For the friends who have my back and my heart, no matter what project I'm working on. Yes! This! This is what I am grateful for today. For friends near and far, new and old, that have the best interests of me and my family at their heart. To all those friends, I salute you and am extremely grateful. I love you all!
Really, really, love my new friends. Even new friends I have never met! My son is currently stranded in Madison, Wisconsin. He was supposed to come home yesterday but his flight was cancelled. United rescheduled his flight before I could even blink! Awesome! And his friend's mom is taking care of him. Today, United was not quite so responsive. But my son's friend's mother was responsive. And now, hopefully, I can call her my friend. As a fellow mom and caretaker of children, she stepped up and took care of United and Colin lickety split! Alas, Colin will be coming home tomorrow, but I am comforted for a new friend who had my back and is care-taking one of my most precious gifts. I am grateful. And I am grateful for a friend who reacted to my frustrated twitter rant with virtual hugs. Another friend reaching out arms across the internet to provide a comforting presence. I am so very grateful. And it goes on.
Can you take a moment and close your eyes. Visualize that which is giving you the most right now. The most grief, the most joy, the most. Now remember whose hands are supporting you in this most. Who has helped you find the joy? Who is propping you up in grief? Who is instrumental in being with you through "this most" moment. Who would you describe as a friend beyond measure at this moment?
Who are you grateful for today? Now, take a moment and write one sentence about who you are most profoundly grateful.
an unmet woman
reaches protective arms round
my cherished child
"Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another:
"What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .""
— C.S. Lewis (The Four Loves)
(c) 2014, post, Terri Stewart
(c) 2007, photo, JD Conway