Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I don’t care enough about money to argue about it. I’m grateful for those dark chocolate KitKats. That’s a winner. And, I’m grateful it’s drying up. Spring is really here – we’re finally done with Winter.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Life before Covid seems like a million years ago. I feel like I am finally moving from the messy middle into the path forward. I’m grateful for that. I’m grateful for a day spent doing some very difficult editing. It’s good practice. And, I’m grateful for fruit. A good piece is one of the best things in life.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for people who work in construction. Digging holes, carrying rocks, and mixing concrete is really hard work, and I’m grateful that I don’t have to do work like that for a living. I’m also grateful that I’m strong enough to easily put a 60-pound bag of mortar into my truck. If I weren’t, I’d probably still be at Home Depot.