It’s been a while since I wrote my last gratitude post, but today feels like the perfect day for one.

Winter is over, spring is here (even if unofficially), and we’re well into the liturgical season of Lent – my favorite time of the year in the Church. There are so many things to reflect on, and I’ve been trying to be mindful of all of them.

Looking back at where I was this time last year compared to where I am now, I’m honestly amazed at the difference in the quality of my life. A year ago, I rarely left my condo because I was afraid of triggering POTS episodes. My illness had deconditioned me so much that even small efforts could send my body into overload. The most activity I could really manage was sitting outside and reading, and some days even that felt like too much.

When I compare that season of my life to this past week alone, the progress feels overwhelming in the best way. I’ve been going on daily walks, working out in the evenings, making healthier meals (instead of letting Jakob make the usual unhealthy ones), and spending as much time as I can outside.

They aren’t that bad… – Jakob the editor

Right now, as I write this, it’s especially beautiful out here. I’m sitting in the sunlight, listening to the birds and the breeze, and breathing in the fresh air.

Over the past year, it has become easier and easier for me to step back and truly live in the moment, noticing all the little things that make life so amazing. I’ve learned that I love nothing more than taking a quiet moment to listen to nature and pray silently, thanking God for the solitude and the peace.

As I reflect on the past year, I’m also excited for the moments still to come. The grass in my backyard has already turned bright green again, and soon the trees will follow. I’m looking forward to spring and summer, and all the little moments like this one. I’m looking forward to days spent swimming, beach trips, camping trips, and the several weddings Jakob and I will be attending this year.

And of course, I’m especially looking forward to Easter, my favorite holiday. I love reflecting on the reality that God gave Himself so that we could experience moments like the one I’m living in right now.

And just for context: I’m writing all of this while actively flaring. But I’ve reached a point where even when I’m physically unwell, I no longer feel the need to panic. Instead, I breathe, I pray, and I experience the moment.

And that, in itself, is an incredible thing. I’ve figured out that life in general is an incredible thing. Sometimes the greatest gift is learning to be present for the life God gave us.