There are so many wonderful women in my life that I suppose I sometimes take them for granted. Which is why I think I had the dream I had this week. Here's the redux. A group of women I'm friendly with, all of whom have children my daughter's age, had organized a playdate, one to which all of the mothers and daughters were invited, except my daughter and me. I was devastated at having being excluded, and needed to tell someone. But when I sought out those who were mother figures in whom I hoped to confide my grief, each was genuinely concerned and caring for about five minutes, and then had to run off, being 'late for a very important date'. And so the devastation continued.
I have not been able to get Anna Kerr's comment that "we are desperate and depressed because our society (media/peers) encourages us to be dissatisfied" off my mind. It was a reminder that we need to not only look up and ahead, but down and back, and that when we dare and dream, and then 'get', if we aren't grateful for 'what we get', we'll still be desperate and depressed. With a nod and a big thank you to Anna, here's a list of four things (and their respective categories) I am grateful for: