The other day, I was saying my morning prayers and I decided to say I was grateful for everything I didn’t really like in my life.

I am grateful for bad days.

I am grateful for sticky floors.

I am grateful for toys all over the floor.

I am grateful for when my kids scream.

I am grateful for days when I have nothing to do.

I am grateful for having too much to do sometimes.

I am grateful that I live in the middle of nowhere.

I am grateful for mosquito bites.

I am grateful for for getting hurt.

I am grateful for being tired.

I am grateful for all of it.

And saying that helped me feel grateful. Because a lot of bad things aren’t really that bad, or they are a consequence of good things, or they are at least opportunities for learning and growth. And I am grateful for all of that.