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Everyone talks about the idea of writing down three things you are grateful for each day before you go to sleep. Has anyone tried this?

I have in the past – inconsistently albeit. But this concept has me thinking.

What am I grateful for?

My family even though we are not all in touch.
My families health; everyone is healthy and happy.
My dog – he’s healthy too!! And he’s a happy little guy. He adds something to my day that I wouldn’t want to love without.

My grandmother is doing well, her business is taking off.
I got to meet a distant cousin and she’s rad and worldly.
I am grateful for the time away from work and stress that has allowed me some room to breathe.

I am thankful that my childhood didn’t totally ruin me as an adult. I recently met someone who allows their childhood to destroy their happiness and their ability to maintain healthy adult relationships. It made me sad for that person and at the same time thankful that I don’t have that suffering and that I was able to overcome childhood trauma.

I am grateful for the way in which I am able to live. I have a clean comfortable home with a comfortable bed and I don’t lack much. Other then someone to share life with.
Which leads me to why I am making list in the first place. They say it will help you focus on the good and not what you are missing? Pretty sure I still miss having a companion.

I miss going to the movies, snuggling, eating dessert and going out to dinner. I miss surprising someone with something they love – making their day.
I miss having someone to talk to about my day or theirs. I’d love to have a yoga/hiking/gym buddy. Someone to go to the cottage with and go surfing and paddle boarding with. I miss having someone who cares about me… I miss having an “emergency contact” who is reliable.

In the mean time I guess I’ll keep writing lists before I go to sleep;
I am grateful for fresh strawberries and liquid whipping cream sprinkled with sugar.
I am grateful for spring flowers and blooming trees.
I am grateful to be alive even if this existence isn’t perfect.