It is difficult to find gratitude for all things. I had several colorful metaphors to describe cancer when my mother died a few years back. But now I see the kindness in knowing what was coming, the compassion in being able to express my love over and over and in a thousand little ways. My father was here one day and the next day a heart attack stole him. No goodbyes. Though we were on good terms and I had just expressed my love to him that morning, I still feel like someone stole something from me. I never would have thought I would be grateful that the cancer allowed the time to say goodbye. But I am seeing the wisdom in finding reasons to be grateful. My expressions of gratitude to people this year have helped ME so much. It is ironic that I am the recipient of so much peace, joy and happiness from something that I started with a desire to be truly altruistic. Regardless...I will continue...continue to be grateful and continue to find ways to express that gratitude to those around me. I am growing and changing from this marvelous and life changing experience. I guess if I am the only one transformed into a butterfly it was still worth it...but I hope I am bringing people with me on this journey.
Changing the world...ONE letter at a time!