I grew up with an alcoholic father and at the time I thought my life was really bad. We were poor and I was envious of people who had a 'normal' life.
Now, when my children ask me about when I was younger I realise I actually had a lot of happy and funny times. They find it so interesting and funny. Obviously I never talk about the bad times, but I'm really grateful that I have these good memories to share with them.
So that's what I'm grateful for. I hope my dc have lots of good memories to tell their children too.