“I am sorry, but…”
“I am happy, but…”
Growing up, my mother used to tell me that when I used the word “but”, it negated everything that I just said. Of course, I rolled my eyes and thought she was ridiculous.
Older, and slightly wiser, I realize that she had a point.
“But” is a qualifier. It changes the meaning of words, making them not quite true. And “but” becomes the small pinprick of discontent that will torment, becoming bigger and bigger. To be grateful in the moment, content with current circumstances, the “but” needs to go.
I like my car, but I wish it was bigger.
I like my house, but I wish it was is a different part of town.
I like my job, but I wish I made more money.
Instead of stewing in statements sinking into grumbling, use a “but” to create a goals. Bigger car? How will it happen? Want more money? What steps need to be taken? Create a plan and then take action. This idea has birthed this bog. I have too many “buts” in my life–and I am eliminating them one by one to create the life that I want.
Discovering Gratitude:
* Three day weekends!
* New books from the library!
* Creative cooking hacks! (Did you know you can create bread crumbs from croutons?)
* Thunderstorms!
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