I have been wanting to cultivate a gratitude ritual for our family for some time now. A simple question we can hold in our hands at the end of the day, perhaps a question that flies around the dinner table. What was the best part of the day? What was a highlight? Pretty soon you start looking for best parts and seeing the day through those eyes.
Although I hadn’t gotten around to instituting this yet, Ben started doing this all on his own… asking us the same question each day. It goes something like this:
Ben: “What was your favorite part of the day?”
Me: “My favorite part was riding that big bicycle along the water.”
Ben: “That was my favorite part!”
Ben: “What was your favorite part daddy?”
Matt: “Let’s see, my favorite part was swimming in the pool with you.”
Ben: “That was my favorite part too!”
As you can probably tell, whatever you say, it will be Ben’s favorite part too.
As I sit in the doctor’s lab waiting to get my blood drawn (standard pregnancy stuff) I am looking for favorite parts. Driving around for twenty minutes looking for parking? Not my favorite part. Getting blood drawn? Probably not gonna be my favorite part. (I get very anxious and often cry or pass out when I get a blood test)
But I imagine seeing the same moment through Ben’s eyes… and while I’m with the technician I imagine how this could be my favorite part. As this question enters my mind, I see the sweetness in the man’s eyes when I tell him I don’t feel well and I see how connected he is when the tears start pouring down my face. I notice how he holds my gaze and says, “You are safe with me. Nothing is going to happen to you. I’ve got you…” and how that made me cry a little more. And I noticed how he tried to talk to me about Alicia Keys, about how she was classically trained and writes her own songs and most artists don’t do that and how she deserved those Grammy’s… and I understood that he was trying to keep my mind on something else… I noticed all of it. And because I asked myself how this could be my favorite part, I could see something of the sacred in it. I could see how the favorite parts aren’t necessarily just the fun ones, but the ones where we see beyond the superficial into the sacred. And that’s what happened today. Thanks Arturo. And thanks Ben.