Hello and welcome to the second of my new regular Monday blog spots. If you are a follower of my blogging friend Toni, a.k.a This Mama Blogs, you may have seen that I wrote a guest post for her blog a while back. This, of course, I would recommend reading. The title of the post was ‘staying grateful in a busy world’. It reflected a personal journey of my own, very relevant to what I have to say today. However, once you understand and, hopefully, experience how gratitude can support happy living, you find it doesn’t stop there, does it?
For the most part, I tend to think of myself as a positive & thankful person, but, of course, it slips. Just because you accept and practise the work to do in staying grateful doesn’t mean that you’ve mastered it. There are times when it is easier to just complain rather than look on the bright side. That’s where I found myself this week, right smack bang in the middle of needing a reminder.
How it was
I have been finding myself feeling frustrated. During a busy week of feeling a bit under the weather, hot and bothered, and perturbed at some personal bits and bobs, Friday gave me the little back to reality boot in the butt that I needed.
The week was another busy one. With videos to plan and film, blog posts to create and schedule, an overnight trip away was scheduled in for the end of the week. As each day emerged from the darkness, I found myself without enthusiasm, fed up and irritated at how nothing is ever easy.
Thursday came with bags packed for a whistle-stop trip to Birmingham. A new place to see and lots of new people to meet. All, however, under sad circumstances. We were there for a funeral. Not a funeral for someone I knew well but even now, the tears pool at the thought of the grief of those close. However, in the celebration of life that followed, there were smiles and laughter at memories of the good times. As I watched and listened, that creeping reminder cloaked me. I felt disappointed with myself at my first world frustrations.
The crux is that nobody is perfect and we all fall back into old habits from time-to-time. It must just be human nature to want to complain and focus on the things we don’t like. Everybody seems to do it to some extent. The odd thing is, when others present such a mindset, I automatically try to help them find the bright side. I have witnessed others trying similar, so why is it so hard to do for ourselves?
And so, as I soaked up the atmosphere of reflection and nostalgia, a renewed sense-of-self returned. Not just to stay grateful but also to make more of life as we know it. No more dismissing special occasions as commercialised nonsense. Big or small, these events are there to celebrate with the people you love, doing the things you love to do.
There are specific ways to help to stay grateful, which is where my post on Toni’s blog may come in handy. Simple techniques incorporated into daily life can really make the difference. However, they must be continued to stay present. Otherwise, as with my situation this week, they can fade behind the noise of those embedded habits, long established as we grew from children.
It shouldn’t come to down to these sombre occasions to reignite that spark, but this is life and that’s the way it goes. The sadness of a loss serves to reinforce the commitment to living happy, to rise above the frustrations and unhappiness, and to focus on the good in life. None of us knows how long we have left, nor what really awaits us. As a result, we must make the most of what we have.
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