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.

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.

The end.