ahhh motherhood. a thankless job?
We, the royal-human-race we, talk a lot about gratitude.
Finding it, sharing it, showing it, making time every damn day to write it down so we don’t miss experiencing it.
I’m all about that.
As a parent I believe it’s pivotal to practice not preach the act of being thankful for what we have.
As a human I know gratitude is crucial for my health as its expression offers benefits from stress reduction to immunity boosting.
All that said, this Thanksgiving-week I’ve consciously chosen not to focus on the thanks.
I know what I’ve got. I’m grateful on the daily.
This is the week I also admit, as we’ve gone through the 360ish days since last turkey-time, there’s been an overarching thought residing in my head:
I’d love a thank you.
This notion isn’t always in the forefront of my mind, it’s often in my subconscious, yet each time I’m asked questions like: What do you want for Hanukkah? Your birthday is coming–what would you like? my response remains the same.
I’d love a thank you.
When I first shared this sentiment with family and friends, it felt exceedingly awkward.
It seemed as though it shouldn’t have been (thank yous are free! thank yous are fast! thank yous require no planning or shipping!) — it definitely was.
I asked. I waited. I repeatedly received lovely material expressions of appreciation.
They weren’t enough.
Regardless the magnitude or thought behind the tangible gift, my desire for a 2 word nicety remained.
My love language had metamorphosized from cucumbers to a tiny phrase and, apparently, it was incumbent upon me to better define what I longed for.
To point out when I felt the need for recognition and take responsibility for the fact I may not previously have been clear.
I spent time distilling down my desires for the people in my life.
I created a Thank You Laundry Tag of sorts.
- I want to be thanked for being flexible and resilient.
- I want to be thanked for valuing them and showing up consistently.
My own little thank you turkey.
Brainstorming this list, especially during the season focused thankfulness for/toward others, forced me from my comfort zone.
It felt extraordinary selfish and demanding–yet concurrently reminded how being appreciated motivates me.
And in life:
Two words. Immeasurable power. Easy to explain. Difficult to ask for. Excruciatingly challenging (it seems. at times.) to proffer.
- During this season of thankfulness & tryptophan have you paused, focused on yourself, and considered what YOU want to be thanked for?