It’s Saturday morning and I’m curled up in bed writing. I’m surrounded by plump pillows and blanketed by crisp white sheets and a heavy duvet. It’s raining this morning, just a fine mist, but the rain makes my bedroom feel that much cozier.
Outside the birds are still singing and the woods are green and lush. I feel a deep sense of calm this morning, a profound appreciation for the abundance in my life.
When I stop for a moment to appreciate the beauty in my life, I find it all around me: in my peaceful home, in my wild, natural back garden, green with fern and cedar; in my rural neighbourhood, home to parks and walking trails, farmland, forest, and beaches. When I stop for a moment, I am awed by the beauty of this place I call home.
When I stop to appreciate, I see how rich my life is in connection and community. My boys and I are surrounded by friends and family who love and support us, by friends and acquaintances who are happy to help out, by a community that is safe welcoming. Many of my closest friends have been part of my life now for close to 25 years; I hold them close. I know that I am a woman well loved.
It’s easy for me to race through life, to forget to pause and breathe in the beauty around me. It’s easy for me to focus on the floors that need washing, the laundry that needs folding, the lawn that needs mowing, the never-ending tyranny of “To Do.”
But when I actually pause, when I stop to appreciate, I see how rich my life is, and how truly fortunate I am.