Gratitude to the Rescue

The last few weeks have been a bit lame.  They’ve involved family doing stupid shit (and fortunately some of them doing wonderful things), some mild rejection, stressful work times and a car accident where someone ran a stop sign and plowed into my 8 month old Rav4.

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The damage

They’ve also involved one of my favourite Canadian rockstars, Gord Downie of the Tragically Hip, announcing he has had terminal brain cancer.  I know you are thinking, really, Lisa?  You are upset about a rock star?  Yes…I am.  I’ve seen this band approximately 20 times.  I have met the band and have set lists, drum sticks, mic stands, and autographs.  I’ve had conversations with them…and the lead singer, Gord Downie, is just something to be watched.  I highly recommend you go check them out on You Tube….especially these songs…but admittedly there are soooo many good ones:

  1. New Orleans is Sinking
  2. Poets
  3. Wheat Kings
  4. Three Pistols
  5. Locked in the Trunk of  a Car.
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Gord Downie at the Centennial Concert Hall in Winnipeg in September 2009 – I had front row seats and snagged myself a pair of drumsticks at this show.

The Gord Downie thing makes me sad obviously because someone I admire immensely has been given a terminal diagnosis, but it also adds to the feeling of mortality to all my loved ones…this year a lot of my favourite musicians have passed…and these are all musicians I have seen with my dad…and it makes me realize his mortality as well, which, even as I type this, brings up a whole lotta emotion.

Given all of these shenanigans, I’ve been really trying to focus on gratitude and it truly does appear to be helping.  I’m grateful that I’m safe and was not harmed in the car accident…and that nobody else was either.  I’m grateful that I got to see this band so many times and that I got to enjoy them with so many friends and family.  I’m grateful that I got to have a really great braised bacon benedict for lunch on Tuesday.  I’m grateful I get to spend tonight with some old friends.

As I get older, I am seeing the value in this whole gratitude thing more and more.  It won’t take away the sadness, admittedly, but it forces you to see what has been good in a day/week/month/year that on the whole was anything but.  In the end, I know I can’t control everyone or everything, but I can, however, control what I’m feeling grateful for…and I know that some days, that will simply be breathing in and out…and other days it will be the fact that I was able to eat the most delicious cheeseburger and fries.  To take stock of those things…the big and the small…it really is impactful and it provides a light during the times of dark.

Take care, express some gratitude and go listen to the Hip….

~Lisa

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