An Attitude of Gratitude

Gratitude

Gratitude turns what we have into enough. ~ Author Unknown

Followers & Likers: You Rock!

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The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson


So, I showed myself and they came…125 so far. While I didn’t exactly cry on anyone, I was hoping that a few people out there would “love”me. Love, meaning pause long enough to read a post and connect (on some level) with my words and/or photos.

My blogging history is relatively short; I posted once in January and twice in March of 2015. I began regular blogging this past November. My purpose was two-fold: establish an on-line presence (very important in today’s job market) and to get my thoughts & feelings out of my head & heart. They can drive a person crazy and make you feel like you might explode from all the emotions!

A lot has occurred in these last few years and blogging is very therapeutic…all at a great price. While I was working full-time and finishing a college degree, my dad began to fall…a lot. After much doctoring and tests it was determined that he had dementia. This lead to a slow and heartbreaking decline that eventually landed him in a nursing home. He lasted nine months and passed away peacefully last March. I’m going to get around to writing more about those events; I’ve only written a couple so far:  Band Aids and Grown up Band Aids. These were some of my very first posts. 

There have been other changes as well.

  • I moved to Florida and joined my son, daughter-in-law, and daughter.
  • I left the comfort & familiarity of my little apartment.
  • I left my job of 18 years to pursue a new and better career.
  • I left my SO (significant other) to hopefully figure out his own issues; we’re doing a long distance relationship and taking it one day at a time.
  • I left my son, as well as my mom, brother & sister-in-law, and a sister.

These changes weren’t easy, but they were necessary. I’m still trying to figure out where I’m headed and what my purpose is now. For many years that purpose was clear, but not so much anymore. Change is a part of life and necessary for growth. I published a quote yesterday from Viktor Frankl that spoke to my own situation. I have lots of things that I want to do and experience. Right now I’m feeling a bit lost because I’m not yet working and I don’t have a place of my own. But, I’ll find my way; I always do.

Thank youI guess that’s what makes followers & likes so important; you know somebody is listening and affirming what you’re feeling. Like a good friend who drops in or calls unexpectedly, just when we need it most. Of course, we don’t have time to read or comment on every post, but it’s truly comforting to know you folks stop by once in awhile to listen or take a look.

So, thanks to all of my “followers and likers.” I’m glad I can share bits & pieces of my life with you through my blog and look forward to reading, learning and laughing more with you through yours!

Thanks x Two

Great post Stuart! Your knack for “shucking” the mundane and finding something marvelous is something I want to learn, so I’ll be following. Thanks for stopping by my blog; I want my readers to meet you if they haven’t already.

Stuart M. Perkins's avatarStoryshucker

On a recent evening commute, a woman boarded the bus and rushed towards me. Rather than sit, she seemed to fall into the empty seat beside mine, a mound of heavy coat, thick scarf, and several bags. She wedged a bag between her feet and dug through her purse producing a pen and ragged notepad. Flipping frantically through its frayed pages, she peered at me over glasses perched on the tip of her nose.

“I have to make a list of things I’m thankful for.” she said with irritation.

I didn’t ask why, but glanced at her notepad. She was grateful for some important things, with “health” and “job” written so far on her list. She saw me looking.

“I need ideas. What are you thankful for?” She sounded aggravated.

I thought back to when my daughter was small. I told the woman how my daughter’s eyes lit up when we…

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