When people you love either struggle to find their way back to the job market, and hopes constantly rises and falls, or are courageously dealing with illness, and dearly wish that they may keep their beautiful long brown hair, just one more day, in order to make it through a birthday party.... then gratitude can seem quite far away.
What you feel is mostly pain!
And then walking down the streets of Copenhagen, with your daughter after work. Rain pouring down, and the sky is grey. You're both cold and the bag is way too heavy. Suddenly the smell of warm Belgian waffles tinkles your noise.
You both order a waffle - one for each, and one only (the stack in the picture is not our plate :-) And then for as long as it takes to eat your waffle, while enjoying the taste of the apple and the cinnamon within, benefitting from the warmth of waffles-bakery (a place you've passed so many times before, but never felt tempted to visit before), taking pleasure in not having to carry your bag for a while, and looking at the wonderful girl right next to you.
And gratitude does once again sneak in on you.
Silently and just for a little while.
But still, it feels good!