"The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings." ~Eric Hoffer
I remember a song from one of my favorite movies, "White Christmas" - "When I'm worried and I can't sleep, I count my blessings instead of sheep...." When I count my blessings of late, they just go on and on and on. And probably they always did, but maybe I just notice them more now? Perhaps an advantage of more years behind me, more perspective.... who knows....
Career, friends, money, spiritual, health/physical, gifts, family, etc.... Blessings abound in all of these areas. And it is so overwhelming. Who am I, who are we, to deserve such goodness? And the outpouring of love, gifts, thoughtfulness, time, travel, etc., from those in our lives is so very humbling. Who am I, who are we, to deserve such goodness?
My first instinct is to figure out how to repay it. But I'm learning about the beauty of love and generosity...... When we give it to others, it is not something that we expect back, but something that is given because it is right to do so and/or it is needed. Along with that, we are also learning that it is not something you have to instantly repay with something tangible, but rather something that you should vow to do everyday, a way of life.
A life of love and generosity. What could be better?
We are so excited for our little girl to arrive. And so happy that she is already surrounded by love and thoughtfulness. How lucky and blessed she is already.