Being grateful for where I am forges the path to where I want to be.
I make a conscious effort to give thanks for all good things in my life. The more I show my gratitude, the more good things I receive to be thankful for.
When I awake in the morning, I give thanks for the new day. The good feelings I generate start my day in a perfect way, and I find that one good thing leads to another. This positive boost helps me fly through my daily tasks with energy and momentum.
I thank my spouse for the things he/she does for me. This makes him/her feel loved and appreciated, and he/she goes out of his/her way to do even more good things for me. It’s a never-ending cycle of love!
I find things to thank my children for every day. When they do a good job on anything, I thank them for their effort, motivating them to continue. My happiness is even greater when I see them, too, discovering the joys of gratitude and telling others: “Thank you.”
As my day goes on, I thank my co-workers for their efforts and my clients for their business. In return, I receive their loyalty and friendship.
I thank my friends for being there for me. They’re always there to lend a helping hand and cheer me on.
I realize that even the challenges of my day arise for a good reason and I’m grateful for the lessons I learn from these obstacles. Invariably, my challenges bring me closer to my goals, in one way or another, as I seek solutions.
Today, I strive to feel gratitude, enjoy it, and let it show in how I treat others.
Self-Reflection Questions:
- Do I let myself feel and enjoy gratitude and its benefits?
- How has showing someone my gratitude brought me something good in return?
- How can I show my gratitude more often?







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miho
83 days ago
Lately I’m not inspired. Perhaps it’s the grief I’m going through. I do feel grateful for my own blessings, even strangely possessive of them, and yet I feel guilty about them. An odd sort of survivors guilt I guess. Writing down my gratitude, or giving words to my blessings seems selfish right now. Sheri