Gratitude...

I have my quiet time. In the evenings after the workout is done, dinner has been eaten and just prior to climbing into bed; I fill my bathtub up with warm, bubbly, water. I climb in but rarely empty-handed. To me, bathtime is also a time for reading. After losing multiple books to the tub (did I mention I often fall asleep while reading?)  I have converted to magazines. More specifically, one put out by my church called The Ensign. In it there are short articles on topics from religion, to marriage, to learning patience etc. A week ago I found myself enveloped in an article on gratitude. I have considered myself to be a grateful person by nature but as I read it I realized how much I fail to acknowledge in my life. I am so thankful for my quiet moments in the bathtub that cause me to reflect and recognize where I come up short.
I am thankful for so much...these are just a few on my mind today:

My husband who loves and supports me. (and occasionally encourages me to sleep in)
Family who taught me so much about life through their individual examples.
Parents who always have words of encouragement.
Opportunities to travel and see the world.
Cooking delicious recipes. (of course, eating them too!)
Friends who never fail to be available for me.
Knowledge that I am a daughter of God who loves me.
Experience of gaining education.
Purpose and understanding for life. (well some of it...)
A small but very comfortable home with all the ammenities I could ask for.
A healthy body. (it works a lot better than it looks!)
Understanding that faith does not have to be in large quantities in order for it to change your life.
Tempurpedic mattresses.
That large bodies can be loved too.