I’ve been having some anxiety and restlessness, likely all stemming from my feed on social media, so I think it’s important for me to get grounded in gratitude this morning.
I’m grateful for my husband. He is respectful, hard-working, intelligent, and he makes me feel so loved and protected. I love laughing with him, coming home to him, sleeping next to him, and overall just being with him. Even though it’s been 14+ years together, I still feel so excited about us and our love. I’m forever grateful for him and our marriage.
I’m grateful for my job. I am not micro-managed, I have freedom to take time off and even unpaid time off if I don’t have the PTO, and my bosses aren’t toxic like the other ones I have had. They don’t belittle people or make anyone cry, and they actually care about people and their employees.
I am grateful for our home. We have everything we could ever need in our home: heat, electricity, clean water, appliances, groceries, toiletries, garage etc. We are blessed to have an affordable mortgage and HOA, and overall I do love our townhome. We’re by a nice park and not too far from our downtown area, so even the location is very nice!
I’m grateful for my blog. I feel like if it weren’t for my blog, I may not write as much as I do now. I remember wanting to start my blog and being so nervous about it, and now I just post whatever I am feeling and I try to do a little writing every day, even if it’s a blurb on a daily prompt post. I am grateful for writing in general, as it’s a great outlet, and it’s a nice way to be creative.
I’m grateful to be awake and typing this today. I’m grateful that I have my health, and I am able to easily get out of bed and get ready for my day on my own. My legs and arms work, as well as my lungs and heart. I don’t have to think about breathing or pumping my blood- my amazing body just does it for me. The fact that I can walk, talk, eat and breathe all on my own is a blessing that I never want to take for granted. In moments when I have bad body image problems, I remember that my body is functioning as designed to keep me alive, and how I look is the least important thing about me.






