Inside A Gratitude Journal

By Linda M. Zawistowski  ~

Day 20 of Gratitude: (In no particular order)

It’s silent in my apartment. The sun is up. The sky is blue and cloudless. It’s nice and cold. I did the things I do on the pillow, to the floor, to the coffee maker, to the phone.

Most days, the fog lifts as I drink my coffee and prepare to hit the shower. It’s pretty straightforward if I do these “things”, I usually shake off whatever follows me from the day before and what awaits me today.


Some days, however, the past crashes down the door, whatever lies ahead seems overwhelming and insurmountable.

People will beg to differ with me if I say, you can have these grim moments, yet still, be grateful. Sometimes acceptance and gratitude are quiet, in the midst of the raging storm.

I am complicated but not different. If you know anything about me you know I am dark struggling to find light. I am ragged and edgy. Not as godlike, as I’d like to be. I am flawed and failing.


The one thing that I know, is that you struggle too. And if I can see that, in the midst of my mind’s mayhem, circumstances may not change, but my perspective towards them usually does. And for that, I’m grateful.