Wishes or Thanks – What would you chose?
Sometimes I wish I were perfect. I look at others and I yearn for something different. Sometimes I wish I were pretty. Sometimes I wish I had more money. And sometimes I just wish.
I feel I have to work too hard. I feel my husband does not love me anymore. I feel my life would have been better if my kids were older. I feel I would be happier if I lived somewhere else.
Then one day I question myself.
What is it that I really wish for?
Is it the outside that makes me happy?
Or is it the inside that makes me so?
So I start an experiment.
I start to think that everything around me is how it’s meant to be
I start thanking for looking the way I do.
I thank for the money I have and the good life it affords.
I thank that I have two kids instead of one because they are so happy together
I thank for the odd ways in which my husband shows me love
I thank for the lovely house I have and the fact that it’s right next door to my office.
And as I start thanking, I realise my life is just perfect the way it is.