Posted by cwmd1
24th Jul 2020

I think I always knew but this week in particular I have become really aware that for the last age I really feel like I spend my life walking through treacle. What I mean is this - it feels no matter what I do, no matter what I try, no matter how hard I work I seem to get nowhere. I try and try and either have to go back to square one, or have to keep going and, like my granny used to say, I "never seem to come oot the bit"

I have read and seen and heard how important and positive gratitude is to bring into your life and oh how I have tried. At the start of this year I made a gratitude journal and I have been adding to it every day. This week was a toughy though. Not for anything in particular but every day things just kept going wrong. Do you know what I mean? It was just one of those weeks.

Yesterday the tears came then the well trod monologue of "everything I try and do, no matter how hard I try I get nowhere its like walking through treacle".

After the tears came the comfort. A cup of tea and some rich tea biscuits. Nothing special but those biscuits were really needed at that time, they hit the spot they were perfect.

And it made me think and become aware that although it is natural for the default button of the brain to focus on everything that is negative sometimes, it is those small moments that really do matter and are so much more meaningful than I first appreciated.

Gratitude shouldn't just be saved for the big things in life. Gratitude is there for everything that brings happiness. And there even for when something nice happens that helps to part that sea of treacle and makes it easier to walk through.

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