I Get To Eat Dinner
I admittedly get caught up in all of the things that I want and how I'm often unhappy with the things I have. So many times I complain about the house that we rent and how I don't like the way the water smells or how the hot water heater is in our closet. I get annoyed that my 10 month old's room isn't all that pretty. In other words, I'm petty. I wish I could afford that cute cream colored 4 door Mini Cooper that I want, go on weekend trips and buy a few new pairs of shoes.
Today though as I was thinking about what I was going to make for dinner and complaining to myself that I didn't really feel like having another wrap for dinner I came to the realization that I'm simply (or SHOULD) simply be grateful for the fact that I will be eating dinner tonight. Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to consistantly know that I will have a dinner to prepare for our family, whether it is exactly what I feel like for dinner or not.
While I still wish I was in my dream house, I am thankful that I have a roof over my head and have enough blankets to cover up with tonight. I'm thankful that my daughter has a warm comfortable place to lay her head.
Sometimes I forget how lucky I am, even in the times when I have very little.