11 thoughts on “On Gratitude”

1. jbaird on August 12, 2013 at 4:51 am said:

   So true. I wish our affluent cultures could grasp the concept. xo

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2. giannajones50 on August 12, 2013 at 4:51 am said:

   Ah this is so simple, yet so true. great start to the week. thanks for sharing

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3. cancerfree2b on August 12, 2013 at 5:39 am said:

   Wow, I was just about to write down three things I was grateful for today (a friend of mine has encouraged me to start a “gratitude journal”) and I decided to instead turn it into a blog post – logged into my blog and the first thing that came up was your post – about being grateful! 🙂

   Very nice!

   XOXOXOXOX
   Lisa

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   • Marie Ennis O'Connor on August 12, 2013 at 5:48 am said:

     Lisa, don’t you just love serendipity 🙂

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     • cancerfree2b on August 12, 2013 at 10:16 am said:

       Yes 🙂 And, I even love the word serendipity 🙂

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     • Marie on August 12, 2013 at 11:01 am said:

       Oh me too! I was just looking for an excuse to use it – thanks 😉

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     • cancerfree2b on August 12, 2013 at 11:03 am said:

       🙂

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4. Audrey on August 12, 2013 at 7:45 am said:

   What a great quote for a Monday, thanks Marie.

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5. Cara Novy-Bennewitz (@CancerNavig8tor) on August 12, 2013 at 12:38 pm said:

   Perfect way to start the day 🙂

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6. Facing Cancer Together on August 12, 2013 at 1:04 pm said:

   Very true. This morning we have fresh air pouring through the window, and I am grateful for each breath! ~Catherine

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7. karen sutherland on August 15, 2013 at 6:45 am said:

   the truth is that many of us on our worst days of the hard work of staying alive in spite of cancer’s determination to decimate every last one of us quickly, cruelly and efficiently, have so much to be thankful for; if we have a safe and comfortable place to lay down, if we have even a bit of nature to open our hearts to wonder, if feeling alone but able to phone for some shoring up from someone who will listen, if even some of our senses are intact to be used to enhance routines of daily activities – we are far and away in such an enviable position. I sometimes think as a new widow of other widows who are scrubbing about for a place to dig a hole in the earth for a bed, I think of what it’s like to be ill in the blaze of civil war raging about, I think about areas where every tree, flower, bird, bush have been turned into scorched earth, and that being alone in some places is just that – alone, with no one to staunch a bloody river of blood, and no way to know if the children are okay, I think of the horror of one knowing they can never go home, because there is no one there to care for them, no medicine, no running water, no way to wash away the blinding wounds of nothingness. i’d like to think that sending our gratitude out and through the universe, might assuage some of the suffering that falls like blown-up cinder blocks upon people who hold all the same hopes I do for a safe and healthy place of respite. I don’t know if that COULD be true, but for now – I BELIEVE that it CAN be true. dear universe, are you listening?

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