This week I had the funeral, and I also received word that my house is going to be re-possessed on 15th September. Also, I did not even get an interview for a job that I would have loved. What a crap week!
This week I was accepted as a blog writer for an addiction and recovery web-site, and I also had word that my house sale is going through soon, so I will be able to pay off my mortgage arrears and not have my house re-possessed. Plus, I was told by the manager and two colleagues that they really value my input on the team I have been doing supply work with. On top of this, I woke at eight this morning and was so joyful when I remembered that I used to have a horrible hangover every Saturday morning. I used to barely see the morning, in fact. I often did not wake until well after midday, feeling crap and remorseful, only to know that I would be doing it all again later the same evening. I was trapped, but no longer. This morning, I woke at eight and had breakfast and went to work for ten, no hangover, no remorse, I was ready to face the day.
I posted a few weeks ago that I wanted to remember and respect my friend by living life with more of a sense of wonder and joy. It is in remembering that there is so much to be grateful for, and appreciating the successes and the so many good things that life has to offer that I can live a life of gratitude. There will always be ups and downs, but for some reason we seem to focus on the bad more than the good. It is only by developing the habit of gratitude that we learn that there is always a different way to view our life and circumstances.