About 5-6 years ago, we lost power after a big snow storm. After 4 days with no hot water or heat in our home, I was chilled to the bone. When the power returned I remember plunging my hands into the hot soapy water and dirty dishes. I was happy in a soapy sink of gratitude.
I pledged not to take hot water for granted and try to be thankful. Throughout the years, most days, as I do the dishes or take a shower, I think of that moment of gratitude and warmth. I don't spend much time with the thoughts of gratitude but they do appear. I feel nourished, grounded, calm and thankful. Such a little thing, I didn't think much of it until last Saturday.
Saturday my husband and I found ourselves at the hospital emergency room. It was 2:30 in the morning. Dallas had just arrived via the ambulance. He was soon to be headed for emergency surgery.
Dallas was in pain, I was helpless and stressed. I needed to stay calm for both our sakes. Who know a simple practice I had picked up would come to my rescue.
Somewhere along the way, I had turned a daily chore into a trigger to become present, grounded and thankful. I don't know when it happened but it is absolutely there.
As for Dallas he is healing up very well. Thank you to all the well wishes and support that have come our way.
When gratitude becomes a daily practice they just might show up in unexpected places.
Thank you to everyone at CHI St Francis who cared for my husband and for hot water.