Put on your running shoes or your walking shoes. I'll even take your hiking boots if you want to dust them off. Just get ready to move.
Now, it's up to you if you want to pack a drink and a snack. This might take awhile.
OK. It's time to head out and keep moving until you reach perspective.
Yes, you heard me right.
And no, I haven't prematurely gotten into the holiday wine.
What I'm suggesting is that sometimes, with enough distance, we may be surprised to learn we are thankful for some (or even all) of the crappy, unfair, hurtful, things that have happened to us.
*Note: Being thankful does not have to mean those crappy, unfair, hurtful things (or the people that inflicted them upon us) were good.
What I'm really saying is that life is often out of our control and it often has the ability to upset us. On a good day, we can adequately manage most of the nonsense. But even so, there are still things that will make us feel bad.
Sometimes for a really long time.
Until one day we've put enough distance between ourselves and the crappy, unfair, hurtful things. And then, at the end of a long and twisty road where there was no previous visibility...we might find something to be thankful for.
Those moments always surprise me. They happen all the time, but they still have the ability to take me off guard. So, this month, I'll try to put on my running shoes and sneak up on them for a change.
What is the darkest moment you've walked away from, only to later find out that you're thankful for it?