I feel sick and fuzzy in my head but there are still so so soooooo many things to be grateful for and so I decided to come visit you my friends and talk about them
I am thankful for you
I am thankful for breaks in the day to contemplate 🤔 this gift of life or to just be
I am thankful for courage ( which I found today as I was able to drive and make phone calls that I’m not always able to)
I am thankful for my kids because they are everything to me
I’m thankful for this sun 🌞 I’m sitting in... and it is gorgeous out today
I am thankful for these deep breaths bringing inner peace
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Yes there’s always something to be grateful for even if we are in pain and suffering , we are so lucky in many ways , today I’ve been sitting by a warm cosy fire as it’s nippy here today, Christmas shopping on line, before everything disappears 😳LOL
Sounds good to me! N yes I know what you mean I'm not always able to make Phone Calls or even go out. As I can't always deal with people. But, glad for the good days, for this Sun, although it is cold here, and happy I have my Son who I can talk to everyday. 🧓👍
(((Starrlight)))💗💗💗 I love your grateful post, so a good reminder for all of us. I also love your photo, the flowers are like burst of sunshine.
I am grateful for the rain we disparately need. I am grateful for Luna's pumpkin 🎃 post ... brought much needed smiles and laughs. Grateful for zoom gaming (Jackbox) with friends last night.
Your post is a fabulous gratitude reminder to all and I enjoyed reading your gratitude for the day.
Beyond grateful to God for being able to eat nourishing food since so many are without sustenance. I'm also thankful that I had enough energy to gently exercise through dance today.
I was listening to r&b and hip hop so i was doing some free flow dancing. Took me back to my roots cuz i used to looooove to dance back in the day. An hour later, I was sweating and smiling from ear to ear. An enjoyable gentle workout for sure
Aww merci madame. The nicknames are a form of expressing endearment to me and a habit that I picked up when I was younger. I used to call ppl even strangers hun and sweety for the longest time until my aunt said " u do that too much"...lol
Hello Starrlight. I just can't find any gratitude. I didn't want to post when I can't think of anything good to share. Still, I know that path only leads into darkness, so here I am, cautiously grateful after all: grateful that I am brave enough to risk coming here when I'm scared of rejection. When my heart says I'm too vile to be accepted.
When my life took this mental health turn I never thought I would see a light. I found my way. I pushed myself hard, I didn't want to be there. I emptied my heart and soul to a wonderful team of workers. I told them all I would do whatever it took to get better.
We can make progress and find the right path if we work hard. I mentioned this to 🌟 the other day. Something I heard in and exercise video
There is no elevator to success. You have to take the stairs
I can't tell you how many feet of extension ladders I climbed.
It is long in a sense for sure. Some say it’s a blink of an eye. I don’t see it that way either but I do think moments in life seem to move too quickly so I try to slow down to be there. Sometimes I really wish I could see clearer.hmmmm whatever that’s would be...there’s just so much going on it’s a messy life... And I wish you peace and and all of us peace in this space we are in together. How are you feeling today?
That strong, beautiful woman? You are. I too find it hard to recognize myself too. I am surprised every time I see myself. Sound dumb? Nope. My feelings of myself don’t match the image I see.
Sometimes I feel like I am falling apart and I look in the mirror and wonder how I am still together. I feel like I should look like I’m coming all apart. I’m barely making it. Do you ever feel that? Well we are way more that that feeling way stronger... I’m just having a very tough day.
I'm having a very hard day too. I like how you phrased it "barely making it". I tell myself it's not a bad day, it's endless, the hurt. When I read people referring to meditation and yoga as self-care, I feel humiliated. "Self-care", for me, is a day when I manage to find a way through the pain and trauma to eat, sleep, and wash.
Your pictures, your words, they inspire me to aspire.
I understand about the self care. Happens to me sometimes when it’s hard to do it. Eat sleep wash ...pray. My therapist called yesterday and I had nothing to say and she reminded me there are angels around helping. There are some things going on I cannot tell anyone. It hurts badly right now. ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
Nothing vile about you and certainly none of us will reject you. You have a lot to offer and your presence contributes to the good of this forum and humanity at large.
Aww nbp I really meant what I said . You have a good heart and I've seen you express kindness to others which is greatly needed in our world, so in essence the world needs more ppl like you.
Dont be silent, share your hurt and unload the burdens you're comfortable sharing on here cuz that's what this platform is for.
Btw I'm gonna have to come up a nickname for you if you dont mind cuz you're soo much more that pain.
From our private discussions I've come to view you as cultured, well spoken, well read and well versed in books, life etc. I've seen your hunger to explore and learn through questions which points to an inquisitive mind that is open. Despite your obstacles and limitations you have a quiet inner courage to keep going. You have the raw elements like a diamond that are refined and regal and would want to call you Sophisticated Strength.
Please, please don't take this wrong!I don't suppose it's what you intended, but you got me to laugh madly.
I clicked on the picture before I read your reply, and saw "worldly" "trailblazing"-- and the idea of ME -- well! I couldn't take it. I am one of the least worldly woman in the world. I am indeed well-read, but it substitutes for real experience. I have led a cloistered life, and know very little beyond my poetry, fiction, and film. So much less, in many ways, than a child playing on monkey bars.
Me! Sophisticated! Un-unh. Just a quiet rebel, skewed by life experience into a square peg in a round hole.
Dear woman, I see you in those amazing words: Strength. Courage. Qualities I hunger for!
Worldly? You have crossed continents! Me, I'm The Cowardly Lion. "I do believe in witches. I do. I do."
Your family background makes you worldly because you come from 2 rich heritages. Your zest to explore and learn about different cultures makes you worldly. You dont have to cross continents and countries to be worldly to me.
Trailblazing, why not? You're showing the younger generation on the forum here regardless of everything you haven't stopped fighting the good fight and you do it with spades of humor. They can learn to use humour and laughter as a good coping mechanism or to help lighten their moods. Not a new concept per se but your use of humour can hopefully help others
Well, I'm glad it made you laugh even though that's not what I intended. We're gonna have to borrow a mirror, preferably not one that is broken from your house so that you can see the good within you. Moreover, to see the special aspects within you......
If my nickname doesn't resonate with you then your self described REBEL sounds good to me. How about that instead of nothing but pain????
You have an amazing gift as a leader. I do remember -- now that you guide me --my maternal grandmother's strength and courage. Up every morning, long before the children, hours of mixing, kneading, shaping, and baking individual loaves for her large family's breakfast. Laundry for a family of nine, before electric washers.
My paternal grandmother was involved in politics. I remember one story of her confrontation with the pastor at my Dad's school. He was not given the award for valedictorian, which would have funded his further education. Grandma went nose to nose with the priest, and asked if the other boy's intention to go into the priesthood had skewed the vote!
You come from a lineage of strength my dear and your ability to carry on is inspiring to all of us. . Always hold on to it during your darkest times of doubt. ❤️
PS ...nothing about this was leadership qualities but a peek to how I view you from a different looking glass 😘
I love your picture. I also have trouble with the phone. It's attached to my PTSD. I made two phone calls the other day. I procrastinated and finally had the strength to pick up
the phone.
I am grateful we can all find something to be grateful for.
I am grateful for my friendships and family.
I am grateful for my health and that I can exercise to make myself feel grounded.
I am grateful for Buddhism. It's guided me into calming places.
Im grateful for my meditation practice.
I am grateful for my mental health team that helped pull me out of the darkest point in my life.
I celebrate your accomplishment to courageously pick up the phone despite the presence of your PTSD. To face our demons is bravery and certainly not for the faint hearted.
Starrlight I'm with you on the phone thing - I used to work in an office, on the phone all the time - now I hate the thing.
Thank you for your post and reminding us our gratitude doesn't have to be in the big things. It's a lovely sunny day here in GB but I think it's cold also.
I am grateful for my Hubby, my kids, grandkids and that I have roof over my head and food on the table.
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