Because some days you feel like no one cares.
Some days you feel God’s not even there.
Every day is worse than the day before.
You can’t stand what you see when you walk in the door.
Each thought you think is negative.
Dreams you dream are dark instead of brave.
And Thanksgiving comes.
You want to be thankful but you can’t.
But somewhere down in that darkness
Somewhere deep inside there’s a desire
A longing….an ache of great proportion
To be included in the festivities.
Because some days you feel exactly like Madame Blueberry:
Thanksgiving is not just one day in the year.
It is not taking 30 days to say thanks and leaving out the other 335 days.
Thanksgiving is what we need to do every single day.
For everything.
Even when we just know there is nothing to be thankful for.
Create in yourself what I call “Polyanna Syndrome”. *Polyanna always found something nice, something happy, to say about everything in every situation. Try to do the same. Finding something, even if it is only one thing, each day to be thankful for creates in us a happier person. It lifts our spirit even if it is just for that one minute.
Make it a point today to begin a life of THANKSLIVING. Get a journal or just piece of scrap paper and write down one thing today what you are thankful for. You don’t even have to list why…maybe that comes later. And tomorrow, two things. The next day, three. And so on. Until next Thanksgiving you have 365 (or more) happy thanksgiving’s to celebrate.
Because…A THANKFUL HEART IS A HAPPY HEART.
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*Pollyanna is a best-selling 1913 novel by Eleanor H. Porter that is now considered a classic of children’s literature