I am having my kitchen extended. It will have a cloakroom/wet room at the back. I wanted a range style oven, but realising I’ve only used one when I cooked in a care home, I’ve decided to get a gas hob as I have now and an electric oven.
An American style fridge and slimline dishwasher and more cupboard space will make it great. It gives me hope.
I’ve had so much grief in my life recently that gratitude is my focus. I am still not well, or as well as I should be. My spirit is weighed down and now Mike Ebsworth is abusive to me.
My doctor has suggested that I may have ‘heartbroken syndrome’ – the loss of so many family members’ through death. And my dog, whom I still reach for in the mornings.
Today, I walked with a neighbour and her dogs where I used to walk mine. It’s the first time I’ve been there since O’Driscoll died. And I’ve begun to stroke the dog of a friend in the last couple of weeks.
I am so grateful for the people in my life. Those who were fake and betrayed me are best out of my life.
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Gratitude is a wonderful emotion to start the day… and end it. There is a saying where I live, “Live each day as though tomorrow you will only carry forward those things you were thankful for today.” Your post made me think of it. Thank you.
Thank you for your remarks. I feel gratitude is an attitude. If I live with gratitude the unpleasant things don’t overwhelm me.