At the age of 73 I’ve lived a remarkable life ups and downs tragedy and joy
I’ve practiced gratitude for many years on and of wit meditation living on a spiritual
Path on and off The in a blink my 22 year old son left his young body from fentanyl poisoning
I’m Feb 2022 on that day the Word Gratitude have me a whole new Awareness an Awakening
Gratitude is the secret to life embrace it every precious moment you have
For my Dear Grandson Dylan
I thank you for giving me this gift it will help us all on this journey of grief As each day I awaken I am grateful 🙏🏻

For me, always staying in a state of gratefulness for everything and everyone present in this vast universe is an integral part of my life.
I am grateful to you for having given me an opportunity to learn more about gratitude.
Thank you, Thank you, and Thank you, again.

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I used to be quite the adventurer! Then, I faced seemingly impossible physical pain as my old life faded in the face of a chronic, story-changing illness. This was only months after having my first child, and as COVID first started surging. My parents and siblings largely disappeared, and with a busy wife and a not-yet-verbal baby, I lived the same day - a day of extraordinary physical pain and loneliness - for a year and a half. I lost my job. I lost myself. I lost my faith in humanity. I lost hope. Grief overtook me, and I finally called out broadly and longingly. People who I had met throughout life, who's lives I had apparently touched in some positive way, began messaging and calling. It seemed a small gesture to them, and yet...that gentle wave of love saved me. It showed me that I wasn't abandoned, and began a path of inner healing that led me to begin showing up for, loving, and accepting myself and this new way of being. If I couldn't get lost in a far away adventure, I'd take in the details of every day with curiosity. If I couldn't work as I used to, I'd accept this as an opportunity to work on my inner world. My old sense of self had broken down enough during the process of experiencing pain that there was room to dissect the pieces, recognize invisible chains, and discover freedom. Even in the face of persisting pain, life became beautiful. Serious playful curiosity allowed me to heal old wounds and embrace the moment with new awareness and acceptance. I discovered that my heart needed to grow for myself as it had for the other people in my life, and it was only when I gave myself that gift that I became capable of giving love without demand. I was and am whole, and as a whole person in my own right, my cup overflows. I never thought I'd be grateful for the pain, for regular hospital visits, and here I am, free and embracing every moment as a gift.

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Am grateful for my health and the the abundant love and support I have from incredible friends and family

Deep loving feelings....Sweet compassionate giving....Forever learning....Always appreciating....Mindful healing.

I am grateful for all loving prayers of healing 🥰

Life. I’m ever so grateful.

I teach Secondary Science but played Santa this morning to nursery children in our school. The love from these kids was overwhelming! It gives me hope for the future!
That´s my gratitude!

I am so Grateful to God , looking back in Gratitude to Year 2022.
God has blessed me, God has helped me,
My Family are all Hale and Hearty
I am Grateful

My gratitude story was gifted to me during a particular childhood event. It was from an unfortunate event that bought about my most meaningful Christmas one can ever imagine. I had an older brother (by 10 months-Irish twin) who was diagnosed with leukemia just after I was born. The last few years of his life he spent alot of time in the terminally ill section of the Children's hospital with other terminally ill children. I remember one Christmas in particular that I decided to stay up there with him with them. I was kind of a regular there so I think I may of had special privileges (they let me sleep with my brother there in his hospital bed before, etc.) It really wasn't like a great big sacrifice like missing out on toys,stockings etc. because I wasn't getting anything I guess because we were real poor and kind of homeless cause dad left but we had a roof over our heads and had food. Oh so I would go up with mom or an aunt and mabe they would leave and I would stay(nurses would look after me) and one of my other relatives would come up, visit then take me home. Yea so I would like make the visit rounds to the kids in the terminally ill section. This probably wouldn't be allowed today but this was just after the Children's hospital in philadelphia opened in early to mid 70s. The one thing that bothered me was I think I remembered seeing a Christmas party on the other side (not terminally ill section) and some of the Children in the terminally ill section looking, mabe wishing ? There was no parties on their side and th lights were off most of the time. But this one Christmas the nurses let me use a wheel chair for the visits. Some didn't want visits alot slept most of the time, I mean it sounds(and perhaps is really sad) but spending your Christmas with those whom it would possibly be their very last and I feel they knew it. I really wished I had money for gifts for them but the gift of oneself was the best I could do with what I had as a 8 year old boy. Sometimes they would stare in my eyes as to say what is this silly boy up to now ? Mabe to take you away from the grief, pain and fear just for the moment ? At that age I knew little about death but I knew about suffering and not on my little watch. Sorry to ramble on and this was not meant to be an upsetting story as I tend to sugar coat things. It's just as I look back I truly feel that at that tender young age I was living the spirit of Christmas not even knowing it . This gives me the will and spirit to press on. This was the most meaningful Christmas one could ask for even though I would wish it on no one. Please have a safe and joyous holiday. Try to live it as if it were your first or last, stay in the moment with the eyes of a child. Namaste 🙏

I'm grateful for the opportunity to experience awe every day as part of this wonderful intraconnected universe.