Beauty surrounds us. It's loud and quiet and seemingly dull and vibrant. Simultaneously, we can absorb these things how we so choose. Choices can be made to either see beauty in the struggle or a curse. To see the light at the end of the tunnel or an eternity of darkness. We are free, and we have choices.
I need to be more intentional about expressing gratitude. There are moments when I forget that the little things, like that the small pleasantries and not so pleasant things are gifts. Waking up in the morning, eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner, etc. There are instances when I have to remind myself that my health, vision, hearing, and an abundance of other things should not be overlooked.
I am blessed to be able to walk down the street and see the flowers poking through the rod iron fences of my city. Some people will never get to stop see the flowers, merely because they can't. And as trivial as that might sound, it is true. I am guilty of taking advantage of what is right in front of me. I am guilty of not enjoying what is right in front of me. I am guilty of living an incredibly privileged life and not thinking twice about it.
I have no room to complain.
This weeks' mantra:
Be thankful for what you have and have not.
You have enough.
You are enough.