Today I am cracking back open my gratitude journal and writing again. That list that never ends that circles in my head and through my heart but I buried my journal under school papers and doctor appointment cards and recipes in a tiny space on my counter and finally, today, I found it again.
It has taken me so many weeks to feel grateful again. To feel happy. To feel like I don’t have to justify why things happen that we can’t understand, but I am allowed to find happiness. In all the little things. And mostly in all the big.
Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees. ~Victor Hugo