I don’t want to hate on social media because let’s be real, it can be pretty awesome. I love seeing what my friends are up to, what they’re eating, and what weird things their kids have said and done throughout the week. But social media can also be a source of stress in my life. I realize that from time to time, social media robs me of my ability to be grateful for all I have. Instead of looking around my house thinking about how grateful I am to have the things I do, I scan my rooms worrying about the mess and why I don’t have picture perfect systems to keep my home looking magazine-worthy. The food I’m able to feed my family becomes burdensome when I can’t make it look like Rachael Ray plated it. And my child’s cozy room causes me stress because it’s not perfectly bohemian with a teepee and carefully grouped photos. What I’m missing in these moments is the ability to objectively look at the things I have and realize how lucky I really am.
Truthfully, one of the world’s most precious commodities is gratitude. The things we find burdensome and stressful are things many people aren’t lucky enough to have. Our warm messy homes, haphazardly plated dishes full of food, and our lives busy with work and play with messy kids are things to be incredibly thankful for. We have shelter; we have food; our children are safe and happy.
For the past few months, I have banned social media from my bedroom, no longer taking one last lap around the social media track each night. Instead, I’ve made it a priority to take 10 minutes before bed to write down the things I’m grateful for. This gives me a window of time to focus on the great things in my life. I’d otherwise spend these moments scrolling through Facebook or Instagram, which always leads to restless time spent laying in bed thinking about all the crap my friends are doing, how well-dressed their kids are, and how they all manage to make such awesome looking desserts. In these moments, I forget the things I have, and instead focus on what my life lacks. Remaining grateful, and taking 10 minutes to write all about it each night has kept me in a positive mindset, reminding me that even when my child is covered in mashed potatoes screaming at the top of her lungs because I won’t let her jam a crayon into her ear, I have so much in this life to be thankful for.
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