Yesterday was Thanksgiving here in the U.S., one of my favorite days of the year. What’s there to dislike (excluding, of course, the age-old story about “the Pilgrims and the Indians”)?
When you get down to it (and categorize Black Friday as its own separate thing), Thanksgiving is one of the most loving, non-commercialized holidays we have. It’s a simple and beautiful tradition. You gather with your loved ones, eat a lot of delicious food and take a moment to consider all the things you’re grateful for.
Then, if you’re anything like me, Black Friday arrives shortly thereafter as the day when you’re officially allowed to blast Christmas music in the car and put up decorations without being considered obnoxious or overly enthused.
Okay, so it’s still a little obnoxious and overly enthusiastic, but I digress.
It took me a long time to learn that giving thanks shouldn’t just be a once a year thing (along with eating delicious food- that should be every day too). I love Thanksgiving because it gives everyone an excuse to pause and remember all the happy little things that make up a day-to-day life, so often overlooked and forgotten.
During the hustle and bustle of everyday routines, we sometimes get consumed with unhappiness over bad luck and hard times. Very rarely do we stop to think about all the things we’re so, so lucky to have. I’m definitely guilty of this when I’m having a bad week, or when I wake up on the wrong side of the bed.
Try to make it part of your daily routine. The next time you feel unhappy or like life’s being unfair, scribble down a list of all the people/places/things you’re grateful for. Your mood will immediately improve, or so I’ve come to realize.
Take it from me, a once-upon-a-time negative Nancy. Life’s always sweeter when you remember to be thankful.