The other night I had a good, long talk with myself. I had to call myself out on my attitude towards an important relationship. I realised that I had not been as grateful or appreciative of what I’ve had as I should have been.
I found myself always wanting to spend more time with my friend. Always thinking about planning for the next meeting or activity together. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to spend more time with somebody. When you meet someone you connect with it’s only natural to want to spend time with them. But I wasn’t being as patient or understanding as I should have been. Not as much as they deserved. I would hope to see them and be disappointed when it didn’t happen. I would often be upset because I couldn’t see them as often as I would like.
So I told myself to snap out of it. That I should be, and am, extremely grateful and proud to have spent so much time with them. I think about all the amazing times we spent together. How I have connected on a much deeper and more intimate level with them than most others have. And for all this I am extremely grateful. I feel incredibly special that I am still a part of their life and that they’re a part of mine.
It’s a wonderful thing to be grateful.