After sharing how I start my mornings, one thing stayed with me — gratitude.
Not the fluffy kind.
The real kind.
Gratitude for what goes well…and sometimes, strangely, for what doesn’t.
There’s an old saying I’ve come back to many times: “Good thing, bad thing — who knows.”
Some of the moments that felt hardest at the time ended up shaping me the most.
Some of the things I resisted taught me exactly what I needed to learn.
Gratitude isn’t about liking everything that happens. It's about staying open enough to grow from it.
If you feel like it, share one word in the comments that reflects something you’re grateful for today —whether it felt good or uncomfortable.
One word is plenty.
That’s the practice.