I love the quote by Celia Thaxter - "There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart". It is so poetic, and is flooded with meaning which keeps sinking in more deeply every time I read it. It has been a favourite of mine for about twenty years. I found it in a book given to me by a dear friend just after my marriage broke up, leaving me to raise two beautiful young daughters on my own. In my state of pain and grief, this statement brought hope. An eternal summer sounds amazing, even divine and heaven-like, could it be true?
Two decades on, I can certainly attest to the truth of this statement. Practicing gratefulness, particularly through times of darkness, lifted me up, strengthened me and changed me for the better. It banished self-pity and produced humility and contentment. It causes me to become sunnier on the inside and filled me with light. Positivity became my life’s rhythm – producing energy and an easy smile.
Last Saturday was my 50th birthday, and on the eve of it I found myself becoming despondent as the reality of leaving my forties behind was impacting me. My younger self viewed people in their fifties as most definitely "over the hill". A forty-plus-year old could still retain her splashes of youthfulness, but once the 5 replaced that 4 in the tenth decimal place, youthfulness was absolutely, officially, completely over. So here I was, the leap into a new "older" decade upon me and there was no return. I was struggling and I knew I needed to try to see things differently. I poured out my heart to my husband. “I will still love you” was his clumsy attempt to comfort me – it helped a little bit.
As my birthday morning dawned, I was presented with many gifts and cards. As I read each card, the inspired messages filled my heart. My loved ones had taken the time to write meaningful words – communicating their love and appreciation of me. I was starting to feel better. The icing on the cake was a photo book sent to me by my childhood best friend. She had done a beautiful job of displaying photos and quotes which celebrated a life full of joy and meaning, a life to be grateful for. I realised afresh that I really have had a blessed life, a life I can be proud of. I have overcome some really big obstacles and survived some really deep valleys. I have achieved so many of the things which are truly important to me. My life is rich with treasured people in my world and many memories of wonderful times. My heart then beautifully shifted to a place of contentment and I had a feeling of completion, like finishing Part One of a really long book. I felt quite different. I knew at that point I could be satisfied with my first fifty years, and could now look forward to Part Two of the story with anticipation of whatever life may bring - “ The autumn of a woman’s life can be the most wonderful season of all .” *
Once again, the magic of gratefulness has done its work – and although autumn has arrived, I can still continue to bask in the continuous summer in my heart.
*Colbert, Calbom & Maccaro, The Big Book of Hormones, 2015









