The Gratitude Blog
Good Hair Days
I am grateful for good hair days. Some days your hair just works. No extra effort, no weird cowlicks, no frizz rebellion, just smooth, shiny, and cooperating like it read...
Good Hair Days
I am grateful for good hair days. Some days your hair just works. No extra effort, no weird cowlicks, no frizz rebellion, just smooth, shiny, and cooperating like it read...
Clean Sheets
I am grateful for clean sheets. Few things compare to the feeling of crawling into bed with freshly washed sheets. The scent, the smoothness, the sense of renewal; it turns...
Clean Sheets
I am grateful for clean sheets. Few things compare to the feeling of crawling into bed with freshly washed sheets. The scent, the smoothness, the sense of renewal; it turns...
Well-Timed Compliments
I am grateful for well-timed compliments. Ever get a kind word right when you needed it most? A “you’ve got this” before a big meeting or a “you look great...
Well-Timed Compliments
I am grateful for well-timed compliments. Ever get a kind word right when you needed it most? A “you’ve got this” before a big meeting or a “you look great...
Unexpected Kindness
I am grateful for leftovers. There is a quiet kind of joy in opening the fridge and realizing you already have something delicious waiting for you. No chopping, no stirring,...
Unexpected Kindness
I am grateful for leftovers. There is a quiet kind of joy in opening the fridge and realizing you already have something delicious waiting for you. No chopping, no stirring,...
Streetlights
I am grateful for streetlights. They flick on without a fuss, standing quietly on corners and sidewalks to make sure we can see where we are going. Streetlights are like...
Streetlights
I am grateful for streetlights. They flick on without a fuss, standing quietly on corners and sidewalks to make sure we can see where we are going. Streetlights are like...
Leftovers
I am grateful for leftovers. There is a quiet kind of joy in opening the fridge and realizing you already have something delicious waiting for you. No chopping, no stirring,...
Leftovers
I am grateful for leftovers. There is a quiet kind of joy in opening the fridge and realizing you already have something delicious waiting for you. No chopping, no stirring,...