I cling to my daily gratitude practice like the lifeline it is while I live with my painful hip and the food restriction said hip requires. There is a hand-lettered note on my nightstand reminding me to find grace. At the end of each day, I meditate and identify that grace.
Pain and anxiety about my hip are my constant companion and some days, grace feels like a mighty small antidote. But I cling to it….it’s not small unless I make it small. Lately, a daily measure of grace can be found in my Christmas cactus. A pretty little plant is growing from the two stalks I took from my dad’s enormous cactus. My plant got its start in February, after my dad’s passing. When I see it, I am reminded of him. That it is flourishing is a source of such comfort and joy to me, and I am grateful for it on a daily basis.
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