Can't think of anything to be grateful for?

Maybe it’s just one of those days…

I flushed a toilet today. It had modern plumbing. King Louis XIV’s didn’t, so I win.
I am reading this on my phone via the Internet. Try explaining that to my ancestors.
I cried a lot. I have memories of being too numb to cry, wondering if I would ever feel again. Or being too scared to cry, fearing what others might think. At least I’m not there. At least I could feel my feelings today.
I woke up in a warm, dry bed when there are others who woke up in the cold, damp streets. I know they would likely trade places with me in a heartbeat, and I am lucky.
I once heard a saying that goes “A healthy person wants many things, while a sick person just wants one thing.” I have that one thing: health. That’s pretty great.
I got out of bed. Some days, this itself takes courage.
And finally, despite the “day to day trenches of adult existence” (as described by David Foster Wallace), I opened this app and I gave myself the permission to look on the bright side. That’s something.

I hope this helped spark some ideas. ❤️ Stay well, and stay you.