Gratitude Journal 9.23 I
Getting swept away from gratitude by distraction.
I’ve fallen off the regular practice of gratitude. I’ve lost sense of what I’m grateful for because life has become so distracting. Days go by without me noting something I’m grateful for and I find myself forgetting what of the day I’m actually grateful for. How do I make gratitude a daily practice? Maybe you have some thoughts. Because it’s hard for me to focus on gratitude when my email notifications keep pinging and the fan is making a weird sound and my bones ache and my head throbs and I forgot to text someone back and I need to buy a flight home and oh wait did I shower today?
Lately my brain feels like what this picture looks like:
That’s what I’m carrying today. What are you?
9/1: when the day’s gratitude cannot be contained by one sentence. Humor me: feeling empowered at work; enjoying our little workplace bookclub; having inside jokes with friends; being able to call my mom whenever I want; falling deeper in love with someone who has grown with you; trusting my instincts; feeling the seasons shift.
9/2: the incessant laughter that accompanies a reunion with an old friend
9/3: how my soul settles when I step over the threshold into a bookstore. A faint “this is where I belong” echoes along the walls…
9/4: the slow unfolding of a day into night
9/5: humility
9/6: the best two hours at dinner spent catching up with my mom who came to visit me in San Diego
9/7: another very yummy dinner out with a very generous companion
9/8: the most beautiful bouquet of flowers from my favorite florist (ahem, Trader Joes, ha) and my favorite person
9/9: more yumminess that came in the form of a strawberry cinnamon sugared french toast breakfast
9/10: the generosity and patience of my mom who spent several hours with me in Ikea
9/11: the spirit of Rosie that reincarnated into the most beautiful and friendly golden retriever named Waffles
Until next time,
K