I have a little book, in which I record the small happinesses of each day. It started a dozen years ago when my life was miserable, as a way of ending my days with thankfulness instead of bitterness. The misery has long since passed, but the habit of searching for and preserving morsels of goodness remains.
I write a few words in my little book each night, and publish them once a year. In so doing, I find a perspective that eludes me when I am absorbed in the minutia of my jam-packed life.
Here, then, is my 2018 Gratitude list. It’s been an epic year: Continue reading