One of the things I love most about summer break is the chance to stop and think. To take stock. To arrange and rearrange the many lovely boxes and bows and buttons which make up my little world and check I have things organised as best I can.
I love having the time to reflect on how lucky I am, and to be grateful for the many blessings which I have.
Many people in the world aren’t so well off….I have a clean, happy house in a reasonably safe and stable country. I have a job I enjoy, where I feel like I help people. I have a boyfriend I love and who cares about me. I have a quirky, fun family. I have, quite literally, some of the most awesome friends on the planet. I have three adorable kits.
My life may be small scale – I don’t jet off hither and thither or party hard or flash the cash (not that there’s anything wrong with these three behaviours – I know and love several people who rock such things extremely well!) – but I love it. My life is books and cups of tea and giggles with friends and walks in the park and comedy and making cakes and snuggling with kittens and washing dishes and napping.
Now I’m in my thirties, I really feel like I’m growing into my life and really enjoying it. I’m so grateful that I have such a bounty of good things to count up whenever I take stock of my little life. If what I overheard the other day is true – “Jealousy is when you count someone else’s blessings instead of yours” – then I’m very happy to sit here, happy and safe and blessed, counting up the good things as I listen to the rain on the roof outside.