I’ve had a couple of days since the rush of trying to see both families on Thanksgiving to really think about how good I have it, and I think that I’m often guilty of overlooking the great things in my life entirely. So I’m going to write about them now. The order of the things I write is mostly the order of how noticeable the effect on my everyday experiences, not necessarily in the order of importance to me, though the first one is pretty amazingly important.
First, I’m infinitely grateful to my wife. She understands me, listens to me, loves me, and supports me. When I’m discouraged about something, she’s there to help encourage me again. When I’m frustrated about something, she helps me sort it out. When I’m inconsiderate, or stupid, or mean, or angry about anything or to anyone, she’s patient with me and helps me see the right of things. She loves me. We don’t always agree on everything, but you know what? It doesn’t matter, because we love each other, so our differences don’t threaten our relationship. I love that about my wonderful wife. She really is great. So here’s to Messy, the number one amazing thing in my life.
Next, I’m grateful that I live here in America where enjoying my family, earning a living, getting an education, and all the things that help to provide a comfortable life are available to me. This doesn’t mean that I don’t think other countries are great, or that none of them are good countries to live in, but I do recognize that most of the world’s population lives in places where these things are not as accessible, and I’m grateful for what I have. I’m also greatful for the opportunity I have to try to help give a little of what I have to those who are less fortunate. Things are tight with us, but not so tight that we can’t enjoy ourselves, and help other people. We’re happy, and we’re comfortable, and that’s great.
The final thing I’m grateful for is my own relationship with a loving God who wants to see me be happy. Sure, I don’t always get a “yes” answer to every prayer I offer, but I do to the ones that are of such a nature that a “yes” answer will ultimately help me be happy. God lives, and is as involved in my life as I want Him to be, and that makes me happy.
I complain from time to time about things in my life, just like anyone. Despite all of the things I have to be grateful for, I still get disappointed sometimes, and I think that’s okay. I’m learning to be happy with the good in my life and not be upset that there isn’t more, or that there is bad in my life as well. Sure, applying to medical school is a pain in the rear, and rejections suck (I just go my first one for this year), but at least I have the chance to apply to medical school. Sure I complain about the stupid people at work, but at least I have a job.
So, there. Life is really very wonderful, and I felt like sharing.
