Quotes About Gratitude

Come tell us what is saving your life now

Prayer, according to Brother David, is waking up to the presence of God no matter where I am or what I am doing. When I am fully alert to whatever or whoever is right in front of me; when I am electrically aware of the tremendous gift of being alive; when I am able to give myself wholly to the moment I am in, then I am in prayer. Prayer is happening, and it is not necessarily something that I am doing. God is happening, and I am lucky enough to know that I am in The Midst.

The biggest thing, the most important thing I learned about watching someone I loved being ill was to take each day and live it because you never knew how many days you had left with the person you loved.

it was nonsense that people gave so many flowers when someone died and had never thought to take them a bouquet when they were alive!

It's amazing what you have to buy after a fire has completely wiped you out - things you never think about, like toothbrushes and boots and a dictionary. Of course, people gave us things, but mostly they didn't fit, and Mother said this was no time for us to go around looking like orphans of the storm.

Sometimes grown-ups cry when they're happy. That's what I'm doing. I'm crying because I'm happy.

Only when your consciousness is totally focused on the moment you are in can you receive whatever gift, lesson, or delight that moment has to offer.

At the end of our time on earth, if we have lived fully, we will not be able to say, "I was always happy". Hopefully we will be able to say, "I have experienced a lifetime of real moments, and many of them were happy moments."

I write about the emotional crises that we face in our lives. Readers tell me that they identify with my characters. They know them. They are them. I'm an everyday woman writing about everyday people facing not- so-everyday challenges. And believe me, I love readers like you to bits. I've built my career one reader at a time. I owe a dept of gratitude to you all!

electronic communication was great when you weren't up for a whole discussion. So I texted Mom to thank her for coming. She texted back that she loved me.

the kind. He had given Sarah this robe three birthdays ago. It was one

Don't judge your creation. Accept it with gratitude. What we express is a valuable part of ourselves and worthy of our respect.

Today was a day for remembering only the good. And there had been a lot of good.

I have so much, and yet I'm still not happy.

Her favorite Irish saying was 'may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship and never in want,

A few," she admitted. "But not too many. This house doesn't really hold my memories. Our family home—the one we lived in when my mom was alive—was much harder to give up. But I've learned that love isn't in what we have; it's who we're with. I'm just glad I'm with you.

I should stop feeling sorry for myself and obsessing with what I'd lost and think about what I could do for someone else.

If you can forgive the person you were, accept the person you are, and believe in the person you will become, you are headed for joy. So celebrate your life.

As the daughter of a 25-year veteran of the armed forces, I am incredibly thankful for the sacrifices our women and men have made in Iraq, and continue to make in Afghanistan.

When service members are discharged, we should express our gratitude for their profound personal sacrifice, not hand them a bill for their hospital food.

When it was time for me to leave, I thanked Mrs. Odom, climbed on Lenny's bike, and set off for home. As I pedaled up the road, I turned and glanced back at the Odoms' house. I remembered that first day on the school bus when I had seen it and thought it was so sad-looking. Then I pictured all those boys in that little kitchen getting loved on by their mama and that house didn't look one bit sad anymore.

Thankful. I felt thankful that I had my very own dog who would love me no matter what.

It's hard to be nasty to people who have been nice to you.

more friends than I ever dreamed possible." Barbara Park is also the author of award-winning