Saturday, November 16, 2013

Grateful 3 0 | S I X T E E N


Knowing myself . Do I ?
I feel like there is always so much around me telling me how to K N O W myself .
How to F I N D myself .
How to F I G U R E myself out .

Sometimes, I admit, I feel a bit overwhelmed, wondering if I really K N O W myself well enough or have taken the time to
D I S C O V E R all that I am, like it's this mysterious adventure every individuals has to embark on .

I read something recently that talked about a man's search to find himself + how he discovered that when he S T O P P E D putting so much effort into himself + instead, put effort into helping + acknowledging + appreciating O T H E R S, he felt most alive . He felt like he understood the person he was made to be .

Gratitude goes beyond M E . And it takes looking beyond myself + reflecting beyond myself in order for E V E R Y T H I N G else to be known .


My next Grateful30 notepad is waiting for my post tomorrow . More words + more gratefulness . 

A L S O : : A   F O L L O W   U P 

Right here, is my M E S S A G E in the M E S S . Which I discovered this morning . 


Yesterday, I tried to use the dry erase marker to jot something down to remember + the marker had worn out . So I grabbed another marker, not realizing it was a W E T erase marker, so when my boy took a shower later on , my words dripped away . 

This morning, as I was brushing my teeth + thinking I needed to clean up the black streaked mess, I noticed smudges of black here + there on the sink . A little dismayed, wondering why a 27 year old boy would feel the need to play with a mirror of black ink, I rolled my eyes + continued brushing . A moment later, I looked up at the mirror again to clean it off + the words stood out to me : I love you Kayla . 

It's hard to see . But it's there + my husband wasn't just playing in ink to make a M E S S . He had left a M E S S A G E for me . And I saw it . 

For Thursday's Grateful30 | F O U R T E E N | Message in the Mess, see H E R E .


A   F E W   R E M A I N  : :

I would love to have others join in taking small moments each day to begin filling each empty space in a gratitude notepad like my own . Writing those W O R D S, those reminders off all that you may have to be grateful for .  Already sent out several notepads, but a few remain . . . so join in the goodness, you . 


And for a look into my thankful mind 1 1 . 1 6 . 2 0 1 2  - B A B I E S !
I love it . And N E V E R would have expected I would be hanging a paper chain in the doorway this very day one year later, in anticipation of our own sweet bundle of joy . A H .

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