They see magic in the sunrise
Boyhood: All the Feels (and Then Some)
Allison Myers
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Gratitude

Wonderful story. It is so true.

My son is like this. Everything that happens to him is beautiful. Once when we were driving, he said, “Look at the lovely sunset”.

Another time, he drew our attention to the Christmas decorations on the street.

Another time he thanked me heartfeltedly for a simple dinner of chicken and potatoes. I hadn’t even cooked any vegetables. Ohhh, maybe that was why.

He lives in a world of beautiful sunsets, pretty decorations and delicious meals.

Some people are grateful by nature. They see beauty everywhere.

I’m not like that. I am quick to find fault and slow to gratitude. It’s not something that comes naturally to me. I have to remind myself constantly of my good fortune when my natural inclination is to whine.

My son has a wonderful life. Ever since he was born he’s been a happy child. When he woke up the first thing he did was smile. Once we were talking about the best moment of the day and he said the best moment is when he wakes up in the morning.

Can you imagine living a life where you look forward to every day, that you are happy to be alive? What an amazing existence you would lead! Like he does.

Some people are blessed with this disposition by nature, some of us have to work at it.

He has taught me that too.