Dear Gratitude Journal :

I know it might not be politically correct, but I’m grateful for Amazon. I don’t care how stupid Jeff Bezo’s yacht is, or how ridiculous Lauren Sanchez looks, the fact that I don’t have to spend my precious free time driving too and from, walking in and out of retail establishments (hoping to find stuff I need!) makes Amazon the greatest technological advancement of this century. I’m grateful for tonight’s full moon and tomorrow’s solstice. It’s a good time to reset, and an even better mid-year reminder that time is speeding up, and we shouldn’t waste it. Finally, I’m grateful for CostCo chickens. They are tasty and expeditious!

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

Summer is in full swing, and I’m grateful for the arrival of Cancer season – my solar return! I’m grateful for my washer and dryer. I did laundry in a laundromat for a good part of my life – the only thing worse is taking the bus – which I also did for a long time. And I’m grateful for baked chicken. For the lazy cook, it’s the easiest of chickens.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for Solstice. It’s two of my favorite days each year, and the winter one is always welcome even in mild climates. I’m grateful I planned ahead for my holiday staycation. I am looking forward to a week of spa, reading, lunch and non-software related conversations. And, I’m grateful my life is moving from infrastructure to enhancements. Finally.

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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.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

Never have I been more grateful for my health, and the good health of my loved ones. I’m grateful for the tradition of Christmas lights. The last few weeks before solstice are dark and dreary; the lights are cheerful, and each decoration – no matter how small – shows the creativity and warmth of its creator. Better days are ahead — the sun will return. Lastly, I – and many in this great nation – are grateful for portable space heaters.