I am not a good cook—even I bet you can not make Indonesian food as well-versed as I do.
I am not a good photographer—even though my instagram’s posts are not that bad.
I am not a good writer—even though my writing is much better than them (and according to Indonesian EYD).
I am not a good girlfriend nor wife—because I am selfish and immature at some point.
Also, I am not a good communicator—because I am still jittery, flutter, and bubbly whenever I try to talk to my strict dad or my parent-in-law.
But there is one good thing that I know it very well, scarce to find in every human’s heart. It is being grateful. Yes, just being grateful. It sounds as simple as your tongue but I am sure each of you do not know the true meaning of that word. There is Hunger Games at another side of the world. There is The Survivor at another side of the world. There is Gridlock at another side of the world. And there is Trade at another side of the world.
Be grateful when you wake up in the morning and you are on your fluffy bed. Be grateful when you eat the main course without appetizer or dessert. And be grateful when you can see the sun with your beautiful eyes; when you can hear the sound of ocean; when you can feel the air whisking your cheek; when you can run on your feet. Do not be grateful when you get lottery only. Do not be grateful when you survive from the accident only. But be grateful from the small things you have. It will not take too long to be grateful. You only need to close your eyes, breathe in, whisper into your heart and say ‘thank you’.
In response to Daily Post’s writing prompt “Teach Your (Bloggers) Well“: We all know how to do something well — write a post that teaches readers how to do something you know and/or love to do.