I have practiced gratitude for years and years, before it was trendy or the secret to happiness. It’s a lesson that Scott and I learned together.
When we couldn’t get pregnant, we cried, but also found thanks in our time together.
Once our son came, and he wouldn’t stop crying, we were thankful we had him and for each other.
Stressful jobs and tight budgets taught us to be thankful for work and health insurance.
The list goes on and on….
2011 was a tough year for me: I missed Maine, having a job, and spent many hours a day taking care of my kids, while having few friends. I was lonely and sad. I put the future up on an undeserving pedestal as I trudged through many lonely days. Instead of moping, I decided to embark on a photography journey of taking one photo everyday for one year.
My photography project taught me to be grateful for the simplicity of our boring, daily life. I learned to find the beauty in each day, even if the day was NOT beautiful. I learned to find beauty in the landscape in the Midwest, when I longed for the ocean.
I learned to be grateful for the moment, when LIFE was GOOD.
It seems backwards and wrong, however, as I reflect on our lives in Nebraska, it’s the truth. 2011 was such a boring year, and I would love to go back and live it again. It wasn’t full of adventures, but it was filled with simplicity, love, and lessons about contentment.
Gratitude has gotten me through some tough times, however, it’s the daily gratitude discipline that has taught me how to be content in today and grateful for this moment.