What Gratitude Really Looks Like This Year
Gratitude used to feel like homework. Something I was supposed to write in a journal like a well-behaved adult: I’m grateful for my friends. I’m grateful for my home. I’m grateful for cinnamon rolls. Check. Check. Check. But this year? Gratitude feels different. Heavier. Softer. Wilder. Like it grew teeth and tenderness at the same time.