Counting your blessings is the same thing as being grateful. The tricky part is that even the most devastating situation can actually be a blessing in disguise.
I know of a couple where the husband became very ill and the wife had to take time off work to care for him. They both had busy lives and this definitely were an interruption. She was at a crossroad. She was in charge of a large project at work that she created and wanted to see it to completion but she also knew she needed to help her husband. It just wasn’t a good time. When is it ever a “good” time? With much planning, she learned to let go and have others finish her work so she could focus on her husband’s health.
Months passed and she began to feel a renewed pleasure in the simple things like watching the wildlife out their bay window as they drank their morning coffee and snuggling up under a blanket as they reminisced in front of the fire. A squeeze of the hand, a peek on the cheek brought such pleasure. Then one day he was gone. She had no regrets because she was able to experience the love they had on a very intimate level the last few months of his life.
Life goes on and so did she but with an inner peace and joy she had never known before. Every encounter and friendship meant more to her now. Although her husband’s passing was sad, she was grateful for the last few months of uninterrupted quality time with him.
It was a blessing in disguise.