I've been thinking about thankfulness a lot lately.
A little story: growing up, my dad liked every food--and he tried some strange foods. It was weird. For the longest time, I thought it was because he just had inhuman taste buds, or something, but after he was gone I began to think that it was probably more because he was thankful for everything he tried. This has motivated me to actively be thankful, as much as possible.
So one of the things I do with my family now is, every day, ask each of them something they're thankful for. It can be anything, big or small; I don't care what they say, as long as they give me something they're thankful for and that it not be the same every day. Some days it's a "big" thing, like "I'm thankful for my brother," some days it's "thankful for socks." Then they ask me what I'm thankful for that day.
A little story: growing up, my dad liked every food--and he tried some strange foods. It was weird. For the longest time, I thought it was because he just had inhuman taste buds, or something, but after he was gone I began to think that it was probably more because he was thankful for everything he tried. This has motivated me to actively be thankful, as much as possible.
So one of the things I do with my family now is, every day, ask each of them something they're thankful for. It can be anything, big or small; I don't care what they say, as long as they give me something they're thankful for and that it not be the same every day. Some days it's a "big" thing, like "I'm thankful for my brother," some days it's "thankful for socks." Then they ask me what I'm thankful for that day.
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