Can I be honest with you for a second? Gratitude doesn’t show up when you’re happy. It doesn’t come gift-wrapped on your good days. It’s not a feeling that finds you. it’s a practice you choose. Every. Single. Day. And sometimes that practice looks like being thankful for your morning cup of coffee. Sometimes it’s a walk with the dog. Sometimes and yes, I’m going there —sometimes it’s being grateful that you get to pick up the poop. That’s right. I said it. Because here’s what I’ve learned: when you start finding something to be grateful for in the smallest, most ordinary moments, something starts to shift how you see everything. Even loss. Grief doesn’t leave just because you practice gratitude. Sometimes it comes barreling in anyway and sits right down in front of your face and refuses to move. And that’s okay. Let it. Sit with it for a time. You don’t have to rush it out the door. But I’ve found that the more I anchor myself in these tiny daily moments of gratitude, the quicker I’m able to release that grief when it comes. Not suppress it. Not skip it. Release it. A cup of coffee. A morning walk. Even the poop bag in your hand. It all counts. It’s all practice. And practice changes us. What’s one small thing you’re grateful for today? Drop it in the comments — I’d love to hear it. P.S. Your nervous system what’s you to share it too!