I used to be so good at keeping a gratitude journal. Each night I would sit down with my journal and write down the positive points of my day. It’s so easy to dwell on the negative. This practice helped me to remember that, in life, it truly is the little things that count.
Being that it’s a time for giving thanks, I challenged myself to faithfully write in my gratitude journal for one week. I took time to write about those little things throughout the day that made me happy.
Coming off a good weekend that ended with warm snuggles.
Visiting with family.
Learning when to shut my mouth.
Getting lots of Christmas shopping done!
Receiving my first designer payment!
Chestnut praline lattes.
Successful, new recipes.
A little redecorating.
Finishing jobs ahead of schedule.
40% off my Christmas pig deocoration!
Getting posts finished ahead of deadline.
Visiting with dad.
Alpine Punch latte deliciousness!
Friend in town! Making plans.
Putting the cardboard out on time. BIG accomplishment!
Watching him smile while he sleeps (does that make me a creep?).
Getting all of my December contributor posts finished.
Making an AMAZING pork roast!
Wine and yoga pants.
Freshly painted red nails.
Evening walks and the smell of fireplaces.
I am thankful for a husband who allows me to stay home and tirelessly work on my blog, Etsy shop and thousands of other projects.
Starbucks – for allowing me to stay awake and focused through all of my projects.
Too much pizza and wine family fun!
Coming off a busy, hectic, not always fun weekend. The wind woke us up early this morning so we both found ourselves out in the living room. We watched “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” until he had to go off to work.
I didn’t write in my journal over the weekend. I worked tirelessly on projects. I was moody. I was exhausted. I was stressed to the max. I’m still not finished, but my mood broke at the end of the evening when the hardest part of my to-do list was finally done. I may have even cracked a smile or let some laughter slip! I am thankful for that laughter and for continuously being knocked out of my mood by the goofball I married.
So let me add this: I am thankful for pillow fights, for The Wizard of Oz, for feeling the weight lift off my shoulders, for my husband making me dinner and cleaning up and for the calm under the weight of his arms wrapped around me while we sleep.
Even though it’s Thanksgiving, it’s important to remember what we’re thankful for all year long. If you would like to start a journal of your own, there are some great tips on Tiny Buddha for writing a gratitude journal. Also, make sure to read the beautiful story about how one person stopped feeling sorry for herself and started writing down what she was grateful for instead.