Dear Gratitude Journal  :

Today was disappointing, and it’s these kinds of days that I focus on gratitude the most. I’m grateful I don’t get angry at things I cannot control. I’m grateful I don’t really get angry at all anymore. I just use my inside words.

I’m grateful I forced myself to knock out some long needed tasks. My kanban is significantly smaller. And, I am grateful for strawberries. We grow a lot of them here, and June is the month.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for the return of the light. Winter solstice is always a bit of a somber day. Even with the rush of Christmas, I cannot shake the feeling that 2026 will be a very different year, and we need these next few weeks to rest, reflect, and realign. I’m grateful I had time to tend to the garden before our big rainstorms. And, even though everyone says it, I’m very grateful for my friends. I feel honored to have people in my life who have been putting up with my shit for decades, and they still love and support me. Amazing. The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for my manager…who isn’t really my “boss,” but that’s a different story. I’ve had a shit load of crappy and mediocre managers, engagement managers are even worse, so my gratitude here is noteworthy. I’m grateful I’m employable. Good manager notwithstanding, I work in a volatile business in a uncertain world. And, I’m grateful for Yelp. A great invention.

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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.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for webinars. I’ve attended a bunch this year. It’s considerably easier than being there IRL, and I’m considerably more informed. I’m grateful I love to create order out of chaos. And, I’m grateful that supermarkets sell individual servings of cake.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for the karma that brought me to California. Never have I regretted my decision to live here. I’m grateful for a few days away from the computer and from work. I enjoy my profession, but sometimes I just need it to stop. And, I’m grateful for on-line recipes and recipe books. I don’t follow them very often (like most people) but, like vacation brochures, they’re just nice to browse.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for the truth. It does set you free, even if that means you fall flat on your face. I’m grateful that perception is always subjective. I’ve come to accept that sliver in my eye affects my vision. I need to remind myself that others have that sliver in their eye as well. And, I’m grateful that I’ve failed so many times that I no longer fear it. Life is a roulette table. Your number will come up.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for debit cards. Cash is such a hassle, and I can’t do math in my head, so I would be one of those people who would need to put stuff stuff back, which is annoying and embarrassing. I’m grateful the baby boom generation is retiring. And, I’m grateful I took my lunch hour to do chores and some cleaning. Nothing makes you feel better than the faint smell of PineSol in your kitchen.

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