After Thanksgiving dinner, my family goes around the table and says what we’re thankful for. We’re not the kind of family that can do this with straight faces, and the whole thing tends to devolve into a parody of how we imagine “normal” families act at the table–picture the contrasting dinner scenes in Annie Hall.
I have their voices in my head when I go to write my gratitude log every morning. I try to remember where I came from. And while I may have adopted this self-helpy, super sensitive daily practice, I don’t have to be all solemn about it. Sometimes my items of gratitude are frivolous or sarcastic. There not always positive. And that’s just the attitude I’m trying to cultivate: gratitude for all of life, not just the stuff that’s easy to be grateful for.
I write three items every morning that tend to fall into three categories. Here are my big ones for 2017 (written on hotel stationary–something I’m very grateful for):
The Big Stuff
The Medium Stuff