One of the activities I’ve begun as part of this year-long journey of creating a more “authentic” life is keeping a gratitude journal. The practice of jotting down five things I’m grateful for each evening has quickly become a looked-forward-to part of my bedtime routine. It’s making me much more mindful of the small joys that fill each day, even when I feel like the only thing in my life that doesn’t suck is the vacuum cleaner.
A few years ago, I read a column about being grateful for what’s NOT wrong in one’s life. Having lunch recently with a friend who’s going through treatment for breast cancer brought that to mind. That kind of reality check puts my challenges into perspective, and reminds me that even on the suckiest days, I still have much to be grateful for.