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.