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DAY 7/REST

(written Sun 11/08) We’re halfway done!! ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ

How do you feel? Has it been a challenge to write your gratitude? I think the hardest part for me is writing the posts. My website was having issues, so I am playing catch-up.

I think this is why I like doing this Gratitude Event every year; it challenges me to look deeper into myself.

Each day shows me a new choice, and I am choosing gratitude.

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Today’s gratitude = rest.

Lately, my knee prevents me from working out daily. I worked out Friday but couldn’t over the weekend.

I try to listen to my body when this happens and think,

“Today isn’t a good day for cardio.”

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It is illogical to get upset.

We need rest.

Today I leaned into that and didn’t push myself.

Tomorrow is a new day, and maybe cardio will be on the menu.


DAY 8/Grace

During the day, I work for an insurance company, and I rarely get appreciated for doing my job. Most of my clientele is kind, but I rarely hear words of appreciation. It doesn’t bother me; I have worked enough customer service jobs to know it’s not personal.

People are dealing with their own problems. Monday (day 8) was fairly chaotic, which isn’t abnormal, but everyone seemed extra irritated.

Focused call center agent with headset working at a modern office desk.

I was on a complex call, and I had to reach out to a clinic for the client. I assumed at any moment I would get yelled at. I wouldn’t want to be on a thirty-minute call with insurance!

Instead of screaming, the client said he was really glad I was there to help him and take the time to get the answers he needed. It made me feel better knowing there was hope and decency in people.

People see how compassionate I am and show grace when I really need it.

I am grateful for grace and the hope that people are not always terrible.

Remember, you can always call your sister ๐Ÿ’•

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