As I sit at my coffee table enjoying an unusually “free” Saturday morning, I can’t help but appreciate the stillness, quietness (my daughters are upstairs reading) and sense of calm around me.
I turn immediately to gratefulness for this day and the lifestyle that has been afforded to me. I remember it wasn’t long ago, (approximately two and half-years ago) that I relocated my family to Tampa after a series of unfortunate events and having less than $15k to my name and a number of pending legal actions before me.
I remember at that time thinking I would do anything necessary to take care of my family and build a new life for us. I was determined to build the “best” life for my daughters. In my mind I envisioned working 2 or 3 jobs if necessary and working Saturdays to do whatever it would take.
I had more than just “thoughts” about what I wanted though; I had VISIONS of what our life was going to look like in Tampa Bay. A great gated community, a fantastic school, involvement in a great country club. I saw myself playing tennis and golf as part of my weekly routine and “hopefully” gain new friends that would fill the void left from leaving a number of amazing “salt of the earth” girlfriends back in the harbor.
I saw my daughters excelling academically and being able to swim, bike or simply just being outside while the sun was shining.
Even more specifically I saw my backyard, formerly seeing the ocean my fantasy evolved into being backed up to the golf course so at a moment’s notice I’m walking with my clubs in hand to the tee, or with a tennis racket on the way to the courts. I saw all this as I closed my eyes and prayed for our new life. I saw exactly where I live today. Today we have all of this, and yet even more than I imagined.
For this there are no words that come to mind this morning but the one that comes close is the word “GRATEFUL”!