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MHIL Gratitude Journal: Entry No. 2; Lessons, Love, and Gratitude

March 14, 2021 by Towanda Bryant in Gratitude Journal

There were quite a few things that came to my mind last week that I highlighted as something I am grateful for. But I had a hard time focusing on what to write about and how to express it. It was difficult because I’ve been distracted by a desire that doesn’t look like it will come to fruition. Although the probability of not getting what I want is disappointing, I’ve decided to look for the good in it—mainly the lessons, love, and feelings of gratitude I can draw from it.

  1. The lessons: (a.) I’m not going to get what I want all the time. Honestly, I think at the ripe age of 44, I should have grasped this truth by now. But considering how I feel, I hadn’t fully accepted it. (b.) Treat others the way I want to be treated. I’ve given myself a pat on the back for being able to look at situations from different perspectives and appreciate someone else’s point of view. However, how I have been feeling the last few days allowed me to see I’ve missed the mark. I’m experiencing an act or behavior that I’ve demonstrated to other people—and I don’t like it.

  2. Love: I am operating in self-love by identifying my mistakes and being mature enough to correct them.

  3. Gratitude: I am grateful for the lessons this disappointment taught me.

Don’t get me wrong, I still want it and I’m hoping it is just delayed, but whatever the outcome, I am appreciative of the lessons, the love, and the gratitude it birthed.

March 14, 2021 /Towanda Bryant
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