I have a children’s book by Jamie Lee Curtis that I absolutely love. It’s called Today I Feel Silly, and I used to use it in my classroom to address feelings. It goes through silly, mad, angry, joyful, and others.
It’s got a bouncy, fun rhythm and a face you can change the emotions on at the end of the book. I love it. My students always loved it. Baby Gray loves it, too.
As I watched news of the explosion in West flood my Twitter feed last night, all I could think of was how grateful I am. It kept coming in waves of the book’s pages, although my brain wasn’t pulling it into rhymes.
Today I am grateful. I have a Father who loves me. I have a Savior who saved me. My family is all safe, sound, and accounted for. Our home is secure and comfortable. As I sat and prayed prayers of gratitude, tears welled in my eyes and gently rolled down my cheeks. We have all we could ever need and more–but just like that, it could be gone. Today I am not fearful or fretful. I am not sad or angry. God never promises tomorrow, but today, I am grateful.
You have a wonderful perspective.