Dear Gratitude Journal :

It’s always difficult when you find that the path you were heading down is suddenly closed. I’m grateful for the reminder that rejection is protection. Nothing is really ever as good as it seems, and sometimes you’ve got to lean into your higher power and accept that there is a plan. I’m grateful for the reminder that an ego is a sign of self-esteem and self-respect, and a necessary part of your psyche. Leading the ego-less life may sound noble, but going through life as a doormat isn’t. And, I’m grateful I own an espresso machine.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’ll admit to being a bit weary of the grind. It’s not burn-out, it’s apathy. I’m grateful I can take a little time off to recharge. I’m grateful I own an espresso machine. And, I’m grateful that I’ve realized that No means No. It’s not the first step to yes, and those who think it is are quickly #blocked.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

With wind and fire a constant now, I’m grateful for Twitter alerts. I’m grateful to have a lazy weekend. Not my regular routine, but a nice change. And, I’m grateful for my espresso machine. Between that and the plug-in car, I’d be hard pressed to say which one is the greater money saver.