Dear Gratitude Journal :

Even though I’m grateful for my job, I don’t think too many people came bouncing into work today. That’s okay. I’m grateful the year begins. I’m grateful for books, and for people who can write well. And I’m grateful that I’m only a 1/2 pound overweight. Given the mass cookies ingested these past two weeks, a half pound is indeed something for which to be grateful!

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I awoke New Year’s Day feeling a bit disappointed. It felt like just like another day. But as the day progressed, I began to feel lighter and more optimistic. I’m grateful 2020 is truly in the past. I’m grateful I have a few more days off to clean, organize, and do some planning. And, I’m grateful for champagne. A great invention.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

The day was bright and cheerful; I can feel the quiet energy of the plants and trees grateful for the return of the sun. I’m grateful I was able to go into town today. I haven’t been there since the pandemic began. So many For Rent signs, shuttered restaurants, empty parking lots. A very different life than last year, but every end is a new beginning. This is no different. And, I’m grateful for film, filmmakers, storytellers, and artists. Since the time of cave paintings — the world needs art.

The end.