Monday, September 26, 2011
Research has shown that, asked to recall autobiographical events, most people recall more good events than bad. That surprises me, since I seem wired to focus on the negative. It's difficult to cultivate gratitude on any given day. There are so many sad, frustrating, things going on that thinking of the positive immediately conjures "Yeah, but..." statements in my mind.
Today I'm having a start at turning that around. Maybe I could think of something negative and train myself to immediately conjure "Yeah, but..." statements that are positive instead. My goal this week is to write each day about one thing for which I'm grateful.
Today is a hard day. I'm remembering my parents, who died within 6 weeks of each other this year. ...Yeah, but neither suffered very long. That is a gift which it is impossible to deserve. They were not 'entitled' to a quick end to pain. And I was gifted to have them in my life at all, to have a good relationship with both, and to have experienced their love. I certainly was in no way entitled to all of that. Although I'm terribly hurt by their passing, I'm immeasurably grateful for their presence and the manner of their passing.