And there’s still piles of it on the ground.
This is a new experience for a small town Southern girl.
Life has continued as usual. School is still in session and businesses are still open. I’ve seen the snowplow riding through our neighborhood every day. Winter is officially here. I cannot leave my house without a heavy winter coat and gloves.
The other day, I shovelled snow for the first time in my life!
It’s a lot harder than it looks in the movies. My dad told me that shovelling snow is the leading cause of heart attacks for older people in the North. I can believe it. That was a hard job.
Hopefully, you’re not too bored with this conversation. I’m just so excited about the possibility of a white Christmas. That will be a first for me. And maybe a last. Who knows? I won’t live in this region forever.
If I’ve learned anything while living in the Pacific Northwest, it’s been that life is something to be enjoyed, treasured even.
Every day is such a gift and somewhere along the way I had forgotten. I needed to be reminded.
If I can’t get excited about the weather—hot or cold—how can I appreciate my family, my job, or my hobbies? It’s likely that I won’t recognize those blessings if I can’t get excited about the little things.
A picture from my sister, a penny on the sidewalk, a compliment from a friend…these are the small things that can potentially produce thankful thoughts.
A grateful attitude, I’m convinced, is more important than a college degree, job status, or the clothes you wear.
Those who are content have more opportunities and lead more fulfilling lives.
The power of contentment requires no complex formulas to understand. It only requires a choice.
Will I be thankful or will I be unthankful for the blessings around me?