These last few weeks at work have been stressful. It started with being told to take two unpaid days, followed by the message that it “would not impact patient care.” That line stung — it made me question my worth and motivation. Then came the layoffs, and now the move to another organization. It’s been a lot.
But tonight, I am thankful.
Today, I helped again with feeding the underprivileged. Being around people who volunteer to package food is always uplifting, but handing out the meals — that’s what really grounds me. It’s cold out there, and the snow hasn’t even started yet. Despite the chill, everyone was grateful for a warm lunch. We handed out 250 meals, and even that wasn’t enough. A fellow volunteer and I walked food to those who couldn’t come to us — some because of mobility issues, others because they were huddled in spots they couldn’t leave. And who could blame them?
Tonight, I’m thankful for a job that keeps a roof over my head, pays the bills, allows my family to stay together, and puts food in our bellies. I’m thankful for being under my duvet after a warm shower.
Today put everything back into perspective. Gratitude doesn’t erase hardship, but it reminds me that I still have so much — and that giving, even when we feel depleted, fills us back up.
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