Day 16: Finding the Positives

I was twelve or thirteen the first time depression hit me.  I’d been this sunny child, who could get ridiculously excited over a dandelion puff, and then one day I woke up and it was like there was this grey filter over everything.

Flash forward almost forty years.  I’ve (mostly) kicked depression to the curb.  However I have a tendency to focus on the negatives.  This meditation is a fantastic reminder that I can choose to focus on the miracle that is morning coffee instead of my lack of preparedness for the day or the unwashed dishes on the counter (adulting is hard.)