Dear Gratitude Journal :

These past few weeks have been rough, and it’s a good reminder of why I started my gratitude journal so many years ago. Life can be frustrating, and it’s easy to focus on what’s not working and feel hopeless and blue. So, today I’ll say that as confident and independent as I am, there are people who don’t like me, don’t like me that much, or will never like me. I’m grateful that my opinion of myself is not inextricably tied to the opinions of others. I’m grateful for selfies. I spent the first 30 years of my life thinking that I looked like I do in other people’s photos – ugh. And, I’m grateful for bacon.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

The year is soon to be over, and a chronological fresh start is upon us. I’m grateful to have a little psychological runway before I start 2021 in earnest. I’m grateful for perogies. Especially when they come with bacon and sauerkraut. It’s not health food, but I love them so. And I’m grateful that I have small feet and hands.

The end.