The Sunday Post: 100 Days of Gratitude

I found this post from a year ago while scrolling through some messages. I was thinking about where I was a year ago this week, remembering how I was feeling just a few days after taking my relationship with S to the next level, and just a few days before my solo vacation to Savannah.

A year later I still feel the same, even though I no longer practice gratitude daily in the form of writing in my journal. I still have days when I wonder how I got so lucky. There are days when I have to deal with something that connects me to the past and makes me sad or nostalgic. But each day I’m still thankful to be here, to be near my children, to have someone in my life that I love, someone who wants to spend time with me and love me, and a beautiful town to call home.

Front Porches and Candlelight

I dedicate this post to my ex-husbands.

Yes, really. You’ll read why in a minute or two.

When I began to collect all the entries in my gratitude journal for 2021 I knew that there would be many things repeated from day to day. It would be natural to have many repetitions. My friends and family, of course. My health. My job. And even just a few weeks into the year I knew coffee would be a frequent entry, but I did not expect it to be the number one entry. ☕

There’s a good explanation for this, of course. At least 90% of the time, I was drinking coffee, or waiting for my coffee to cool down a bit, while I was writing my entries each morning. Because I had tasked myself with coming up with not three, not five, but TEN things each day, often times coffee made…

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