Sometimes it is hard to remember to be grateful

I'm not going to lie...there are days when I find it tough to remember to be grateful.  I try very, very hard to remember every day, but it just doesn't always work.  Even on days I am mostly grateful, I can't help but find myself thinking...only x hours until I can go to sleep or x days until the weekend, or x days until the next big school break.  There are days like this week when we had to unexpectedly purchase a new dishwasher after ours leaked all of the kitchen floor (very grateful we were home when it happened though), or the days when they had to come out and fix the washer just a few weeks ago, or the day we found out that Andrew's dental work that seemed minor was going to cost us nearly $400.

However, there are times when I am reminded, acutely, just how grateful we need to be for each day, regardless of how the current day has gone.  At no point have we worried how we were going to pay for everything, nor have we ever had to worry about having food on the table or a roof over our heads.  We've never had to worry about having lights and running water.  And MOST importantly, I've not had to watch my child suffer in a hospital bed and wonder if life would ever be "normal" again.

We have tough days, and I know there are going to be many more in our future.  Having said that, I am still very grateful for each and every day that my family wakes up and goes to bed healthy.  That is a blessing of a magnitude I can not describe.