Turning 40 24/40

My practice of gratitude started this year when I needed to weaponize hope to battle against heart break that made me want to control those around me to stop the pain or keep it from happening again.

As you can imagine, that made life for those around me a living hell. They just saw that I was high strung, easy to scream, and they started to withhold information from me to avoid a blow up. Through divine serendipity, I received a gratitude journal from our oldest. The kids were let loose in Target and most came back with office supplies. 😍

Though office supplies (and chocolate chip cookies and airline tickets) are my love language- this was an unknown need I had. It has been the weapon I’ve used to beat back hopelessness. It is changing me.

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