As Forrest Gump’s mother Sally Field once said, “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.”
I like Thanksgiving and I’m a glass half-full kind person, so I’m picking the chocolates that I like, and with sugar-buzz-a-blazin’, here’s my “good chocolate” list—the things I’m feeling grateful for today:
I have a deep appreciation for kind people, and I adore random acts of kindness. I still smile thinking about that person in the car ahead of me who paid my bridge toll over a year ago. Just last week, an airport manicurist fixed my broken nail, free of charge. Whenever anyone holds a door open for me, they get a big “thank-you!” These acts, be they small or large, solidify my belief that people are basically good.
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First of all, I’m really grateful that this election is over.
Second thing is, after commiserating with a disheartened friend whose husband voted for McCain, let me say I’m really, really grateful that mine voted for Obama. Perish the thought of having to fight about that seriously pesky issue in between wiseass comments about stray socks and dirty coffee cups in the kitchen sink.
Thirdly, and I swear this is the last thing I’ll say about this election, I’m extra grateful for no longer having to send diplomatic emails to undecided friends and relatives about why Obama was the better, more reasonable choice. Diplomacy didn’t work; I still got called a “hater” for calling Sarah Palin dumb. Read more
A new friend wrote to me recently and said, “Thank You for living fully.”
This caused me to pause.
On first reading my inclination was to discount her perception saying to myself,
“Oh I don’t really do that, I am just doing what shows up.”
Now I wonder why my first instinct is almost always to discount the great truths about my own Self. I imagine some of it to be a synapse, some kind of cultural game binding me (and I suspect many women of my, (all?) generations hold a mistaken belief that we are less, than we really are. My grandmothers did it, my mother did it, so of course it stands to reason that I might follow suit. Read more
The uniquely American celebration of Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year. When I started to write this blog I was trying to list all of the things I am thankful for. Then it occurred to me how simple this annual celebration is. Just before winter comes we are prompted to reflect on the all the wonderful stuff we have been given that blesses us physically and spiritually.
Times are tough, but we can choose not to dwell on the difficulties for a little while and simply enjoy and be thankful. Let’s gather with our “families”—the definition is as broad and diverse as the world we inhabit—get out the board games, play cards, talk, laugh and share with everyone, youngest to oldest, and simply enjoy this precious time we have together.
I am thankful that this blog gave me the opportunity to think about the meaning of my favorite holiday.
Someone once warned me, “Don’t be grateful for what you don’t have. Be grateful for what you do have.”
Here’s my response based on 50+ years of living: “Nonsense.”
I’m very grateful for what I don’t have and I don’t think for a second that this attitude devalues my overwhelming appreciation for what I do have.
Clearly, I’m thankful for the good stuff in my life—health, family, friends, Obama’s election, yada, yada, yada.
But not to acknowledge and be grateful for the near-misses would shortchange what I know to be true: that life is more like the board game Chutes and Ladders than it is like Monopoly. You have far less control than you think. All the strategizing, all the investing—whether in Park Place and Boardwalk, or in vitamins and mutual funds—don’t amount to a hill of beans if you roll snake’s eyes. Read more
I thought this would be an easy topic; just write about the things for which I am grateful. Well, it isn’t. My silly, secular, passing bright, but not very deep brain, is having a rough time wrapping itself around a subject this philosophical, so I will deal with it, in no order of importance, as a list.
The Things I am Grateful For by Connie Lea Stetson
• The Vodka Martini, very dry with two olives, please
• My good, strong, healthy body
• Sleeping through the night without having to pee
• Finding Mr. Right—AKA Lee F. Stetson
• Compassion Read more
The Sufi’s say, Ya Fattah—May the Way Open. A Sufi said this to me at a gathering about a year ago. I know well enough to know that God’s time, the universe’s time, whatever you want to name it, is frequently different than my time.
What I can say is when the way opens, it REALLY opens and you’d better be ready to walk through.
As has been documented here, I’ve been single for a long while, seven-year cycle to be exact. In August, I met a woman at the behest of an inner voice yelling at me to turn around and go back and meet her, Read morekeep looking »