I didn't have a particularly good day yesterday. AF came, and then I had a 1:1 with my useless manager and found out that I am to be passed over for promotion again this year. I called my husband and cried about nothing good happening in my life. He nicely reminded me that that is precisely the type of talk to bring trouble; that I could find out exactly how bad things could be if I am not grateful for what I have.
I must admit he's right. It hurts to get passed up again. And it hurts to hear about my coworker's soon-to-be-born baby on the day that I find out I'm not. And it hurts that my sister shared my fertility issues with her estranged husband. But if I spend my time thinking about what isn't right, it's pretty hard to be thankful for what is. So I'll just name a few blessings for now and make this a ritual of thanksgiving.
- My parents are alive
- My husband
- My home
For these things, I give thanks.
