Three Gratitudes

What does it take to be happy?

There was a report on the news last night that actually answered that question.  It came as no surprise, though, to discover the suggestions:  be grateful, offer praise, and reflect.

I have, throughout this cancer journey, found great relief in that I can find what’s “right” in my life.  I don’t know if this is something my parents taught me – or something I learned in the classroom as a teacher to not just survive the bad days, but thrive.  Whatever the origin, I am grateful that I have this mindset.

Once again, I am reminded of my parents’ words to me, “Stacey, you need to count your blessings”.

This is something I heard over and over again.  So – I do.

It is too painful to focus on the negatives and it only serves to dig me into a deeper hole.

Imagine – if happiness could be achieved by simply changing a thought pattern?

Actually, it makes sense.

The brain is such an amazing organ.  It can actually re-wire itself to form new neural pathways.  It’s almost like the brain has a mind of its own.  And thinking patterns that most often used are the ones that are more closely fused.  The patterns become “entrenched”.  In following, then, the more often a person is grateful, the easier it becomes to be grateful.  On the other hand, the more often a person is negative, the easier it becomes to be negative.

It snowed again this morning.  In fact, there is a blizzard happening outside my window as I write this post.  It is April 23rd.  The robins are a bit snow-struck.  The school busses are late.  Sigh.  I am being put to the test.

So, I need to put my money where my mouth is.  Here it goes.  I am grateful that –

1. I have a roof over my head

2.  I have food in my belly and;

3.  I have an ability to be able to stay home from work.

Yes.  There.  Happy?

Now – let me just check on how late those school busses are running!

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About inmycorner

This blog began as an opportunity to tell my Dad's stories. I sat with him and the computer and together we told stories. It was a wonderful way to get to know Dad. He was 9. He and Mom had a wonderful life together and since she passed away a year and a half before him - Dad was ready to join her. I no longer tell his stories but have found stories of my own. The impetus to resume this blog was the discovery that I had stage 4 ovarian cancer. Since blogging had been so therapeutic for my dad and I to get through our grief, I felt maybe this would be a good outlet to process my situation. I also hoped it may serve as an outreach to anyone else who is facing this very ominous journey. So far, so good.
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6 Responses to Three Gratitudes

  1. kiwiskan says:

    I assure that changing thought patterns really works. For many years I had recurring depression from things that happened in my life – then someone showed me how to change the messages I was giving myself, and the change was amazing…

  2. RoSy says:

    We must indeed count our blessings.

    • inmycorner says:

      RoSy!!!! You are back. So nice to see / well, read you again! Thank-you for reading and commenting!

      • RoSy says:

        HI Stacey!
        I’m kinda’ back. Things get crazy with the girls in sports & my son ready to graduate HS.
        Will always try to make my visits as I get a chance.
        Hope you had a great Mother’s Day.
        {Hugs}

      • inmycorner says:

        Oh, RoSy – I think we are two peas in a pod! As I recover, life is getting busier. I miss having the time to reflect on life. I don’t feel as “together” as I do when I write. Thanks for visiting when you do! I had a wonderful day down memory lane! Hope you enjoyed too, busy lady.

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