Thanksgiving – an Uplifting Moment Starts the Day

On this Thanksgiving day, I am completely grateful. I am grateful for the supportive friends that I have, I am grateful for my family, and I am grateful for the ability to spread joy. Two perfect examples of that show the joy that I feel happened today.

When I was at the gym, almost on my way out, I got a text from a friend who is a member of the group, ladies who lift. If you want to see us at our recent breakfast together, here is the post: https://chronicallyempoweredmom.wordpress.com/2022/11/12/our-monthly-breakfast-motivational-takeaway-literally/. No time to create a hyperlink folks. Gotta run here!

This particular rock said, inspire, and I know that all of these rocks that I painted had a different, motivational saying on it, so all I needed to do was go back to the photo and see which lady was holding the rock that said inspire. Bingo.

It appeared that Betsy had been given the rock, and was probably displaying it in the photo. I needed to look no further than her phone number to text her. I asked her if she wanted to leave that rock to share with someone else? Or did she leave it? I would be thankful either way.

She said it must’ve fallen out of her bag when she was at the gym. It has been found on the weight room floor. I was instructed to have it left up at the front desk for her because she would be there in a half an hour. And so I did.

I was thankful on a couple of levels. I was thankful that I had even got this conversation started that someone recognized this rock as a part of me. Just because I had created it and gave it out. It was as if the rock was meant to be found by one of us on the gym floor. And it started this conversation between us with instruction to leave it at the front desk. That would completely never have happened if I did not create these motivational rocks.

In my conversation with Betsy, I was surprised to learn that she was carrying around this rock in her back. It wasn’t as if she thought that it was too heavy, and she should get rid of it as soon as possible. It meant something to her, and that meant a lot to me. It also meant I should rethink the size of the rocks that I give out for motivation. Maybe I should paint on smaller rocks? I don’t know if I could get my hands to work that small. I’m getting off topic.
I am thankful because there was a point in my life not all too long ago, where I was feeling so down on myself because I couldn’t even walk straight without a brace on my leg. Ankle surgery changed my life and reconstructed my foot so that I could walk again. Since that time, I have been more active like I used to be when I was younger. And nobody really looks at me as if I have a mobility issue. They welcome me as if I were able-bodied just like them.

I am so thankful to be part of the action is if I don’t have crutches, but I’m moving through life like everyone else. And I kick ass doing it.
On another level, I am thankful to have brought all of these women together, because we are the same in that we chose the same gym, but we also choose to use it to empower ourselves and make ourselves better through exercise. And it doesn’t matter what kind of exercise we do, if we lift or not. We still lift each other. The text that came in this morning.got me choked up.

To think that I thought about creating this group of women, just like me who could motivate each other and get together once a month for breakfast to share, inspiring thoughts and words. And I did just that. So it just goes to show you, it doesn’t matter how well you move, just if you can get there and make it happen. But first you have to be grateful and find meaning in the things that you do. And for that, I am grateful today. Happy Thanksgiving.