I live in Canada. It's winter. There is snow on the ground. It's cold outside.
Okay, I'm done stating the obvious.
I'm a history buff. I was a member of the SCA (Society for Creative Anarchism). I've "lived" history in that context; cooking medieval dishes, sewing Anglo-Saxon clothing, Spinning wool with a drop spindle, and limiting my food to the framework of " What was Period"
I've also read many history books, everything from dry texts to historical ( and often Hysterical) murder mysteries and romances. I've studied old texts that had been translated into English and tried my hand at translating the Anglo-Saxon Chronicles from their original to modern English with modest success.
What does that have to do with Gratitude?
When you really pay attention to "period" ie: What would fit within a certain time period and certain place, you start to get an inkling of the advances and privileges that we have.
This morning, I had an orange. It was a really nice orange. It was fresh and sweet and juicy. Today, I will be making more Kale chips using FRESH kale and will have some eggs, even though it's not exactly egg laying season. Chickens lay eggs according to daylight hours and we don't get loads of that at this time of year. Now go back to my first statement of the obvious.
I did...and I said "WOW".
I am eating this lovely orange in my heated house from a crystal bowl which I have no idea how they made. I have great teeth, glasses to help me see and my body has it's full compliment of vitamins and minerals. My concern is NOT starvation, here in the cold of a Canadian Winter, it is that I had been eating too much.
So today, I'm going to open my eyes to the many many many privileges that surround me.
And I will be Grateful.