Addicted to being Grateful

I swear, since I've been going through this round of back pain the past month, I've been so emotionally grateful.  If I didn't know that I wasn't pregnant, I would think that I was.

I can't help but be grateful for EVERYTHING.  Like the smallest thing.  I even got an overwhelming feeling of gratefulness that my french fries from Chick-fil-a were fried to perfection.  It's weird.  I got the feeling that not everyones french fries were that perfect and so I had to be grateful for them.  Weird.

And it's been that way for everything in my life... I scratch Paul's back for hours, I think I have the most beautiful awesome pets alive, that my friends couldn't be cooler and nicer, I feel undeserving of my car while I'm driving, thankful that I don't have a terminally ill disease, and the list continues...

I told Paul last night while we were driving to dinner that I had to finally just ignore that I'm in pain constantly.  I told him that we aren't guaranteed tomorrow, so I'm not going to waste today on pain. 

That mind set has helped me tremendously.  I think you can control your happiness in every circumstance in your life.  I may not have gone through every shoe this world offers, but I've tried a lot on for my short life so far and those blisters always make you stronger.  

If you're going through a hard time right now, please let me know.  I would love to lift you up in His name.  If you would like to keep it to yourself, do so, but smile.  

Love, Sarah

*The picture was from our honeymoon.  Paul had the album file open on the computer I was working on and I thought I would add a pic to the post.