img_0655Today I’m grateful for…

Waking from exhausted slumber to see the sun rising golden on the horizon.

The crisp, inviting blank pages of a new notebook, reminding me of the all the still-unimaginable new experiences and thoughts ahead that will populate its pages.

The soothing comfort and companionship of familiar songs in my pocket, and voices from my childhood.

The magical beauty of the rising winter mist illuminated by the sun’s first rays.

Knowing that however heavy and painful things may feel, I can choose to keep reminding myself that, as long as there is purpose in the pain, it will shift with time and unlock new spaces and ways of being.





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