This evening, as I stood in my kitchen, stirring the pasta sauce that was cooking on the stove top, I was struck – out of nowhere – by a huge wave of gratitude.
There was nothing particularly exciting going on; the kids were playing iPads, and Hot Husband was pottering around sorting out some washing.
But as I stood there, stirring that sauce, I couldn’t help but feel…lucky.
Sure, I’m a bit delirious after finishing another run of night shifts, and my neck is sore, and the kids have been a bit crook.
But the dinner smelled delicious, and the family was content and peaceful, and I had a nice, cold beer, and I couldn’t help but feel ridiculously thankful for my world.
I guess I could have viewed cooking that meal as a chore; just another thing I had to do. I could have focussed on the fact that I was tired, or that there was still washing to fold, and things to organise.
Yet, the only feeling that bubbled to the surface today as I stood in my kitchen was gratitude, and a profound sensation that we are on the right track to where we are meant to be.
I know I’m not always so serene and full of zen. In fact, more often than not, I’m a bit feisty and impatient.
I’m not sharing this post because I’m being a blow-bag, truly. I know it sounds like a bit of a wank.
I’m sharing it because I’m usually so busy being busy, that I rarely have the opportunity to stop and recognise these feelings.
I’m sharing it because in rushing from task to task, and place to place, sometimes I forget to remember the WHY behind everything we are doing, and I often find myself feeling shitty and irritated.
I’m sharing it because the simple act of cooking dinner is something I’m usually rushing through, before the onslaught of the bedtime routine.
I’m sharing it because I KNOW I’m not the only one who does this!
And I’m sharing it because I KNOW I’m guilty of not seeing the bigger picture.
We have food! We have warm beds! We have jobs, and money to pay our bills, and most importantly, we have each other.
How’s that for a bit of perspective?
We are so damn lucky.
Which is why, today, I’m going to roll with this sense of appreciation that is warming me up from the inside out.
And tomorrow, I’m going to try really, really hard to keep seeing the good in the every day stuff.
Because the “every day” is where we spend most of our time, and what’s the point in wishing any of that away?
With a heart full of appreciation and warmth,