I read an article today (Thanskgiving Day) about Oprah and gratitude. I generally try to stay away from listing the million things that I should be thankful for on this third Thursday of November. Really, we're all thankful for pretty much the same things. However, the almighty Oprah told me today that "gratitude elevates your life to a higher frequency." Who am I to deny that wisdom?
In the article I read, Oprah told about the gratitude journal that she kept years ago. She mentioned that on August 12, 2004 in her journal she noted that she was thankful for very mundane things like "noticing how the light hits the tree leaves" and making the "perfect omelet." In honor of the once queen of daytime television, I have been thinking all day long about the smallest things in this world that I am grateful for. I have noticed these things today:
The way the World Book Ecyclopedias in my Mamaw's house smell exactly like being a kid.
The noise of tennis shoes on a gym floor.
Track #5 on Taylor Swift's "Red" album. Specifically the last verse. Teenage girl perfection.
Lemon pie.
Conversations with people that get it.
My inclination to call my mom numerous times a day just to ask what she's doing.
My mom being able to answer those phone calls each day.
The chill in the air when the sun goes down.
Going to sleep without setting an alarm.
Cody.
I could go on and on.
Oprah must be on to something. It's entirely too easy for me to get wrapped up in what could be improved upon, rather than remembering all that is right. Maybe it takes a day filled with good food and lots of family or the advice of a billionaire to remind us to be grateful. Regardless of what does the trick, it's always nice to make note of all the good.
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