I found out earlier this week that a family member that we see probably a total of 5 days a year came to visit us last year for 2 days and then told someone else behind my back that we don’t seem very happy. I was assured it wasn’t some assessment of our true happiness, but more of an assessment of the things we do and don’t have and an errant conclusion as a result that we must be unhappy – because of the things we don’t have.
I’d be lying if I said it didn’t bother me. It really did. But given some time to think about it, I went from being upset about something someone who clearly sees happiness as something you attain with the gathering of stuff, status, size to being grateful for her – because even in her unkindness, she reminded me to think about it – to make sure that I am grateful for what I have, that I am happy with where and what my life is right now.
The timing could not have been better as we approach this day of Thanks Giving. I am more conscious than ever of making sure I look around me each day and appreciate what I have and think less about what I don’t. I will embrace the morning hugs, the legos strewn about, the dishes in the sink, the clothes on the floor. For all those things mean that right now we have each other, we have fun, we have food, and we have comfort. We have far more than we need.
Happy Thanksgiving, Friends!