I hesitated to spend a week of blogging on gratitude. There are entire sites and blogs focused on gratitude. Oprah has had numerous shows on the topic. What could I possibly add?
Even so, I kept returning to the topic because my heart is so genuinely full of gratitude at this point in my life. I’m bursting with it! I have to write about it to get it out of my system, I guess. Thank you for indulging me.
Among the many reasons I’m grateful is because of those around me. Like many of you, I have incredible friends, family and colleagues who I’m surrounded by each day. From all those people, today I’m going to focus on my parents.
The closer we grow to our friends, the more we sometimes learn about their upbringing and their relationships with their parents. And the more I learn, I realize how blessed I am. I grew up in a pretty strict home with high expectations. It was also filled with love and support.
When other kids were told that they wouldn’t amount to much, I was told that I could be anything I wanted to be. My dad thought that anything I wanted to be would come to me more quickly if I sought a business degree… but that’s another story. They supported me as I tossed around ideas of being a flight attendant, a hair stylist, and a veterinarian. And they continued to support me as I made my decision to follow my future husband to the university he attended in pursuit of that business degree that my dad was pretty much right about. And when I decided to quit after three years, supportive again (though they may have thought I was nuts!).
Now it’s years later and my parents show up for every possible function that our kids are a part of. They nailed and sawed and varnished our lake cabin as we renovated. My mom sends care packages to my brother in Afghanistan most every week, frequently with her homemade biscotti. As adults, we continue to know that we are loved, supported and cherished.
On top of all this, they are fun to be around, too. They are people I would choose as friends if I hadn’t been blessed to have them as my parents.
So how could I not be filled with gratitude? Love you Mom and Dad…
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