A walk around the lake. via /r/gratitude

A walk around the lake in the morning. The air was crisp.

A million thoughts running through my head, each competing for attention: unfinished conversations still rooted in last week, the fear of having said things I can’t take back, memories of what happened, and the uncertainty of what’s still to come.

Sitting by the water, I felt calm. And full of gratitude.

• Gratitude for the ability to feel pain. It reminds me that I’m still here. Alive.
• Gratitude for the people who bring me joy, and sometimes pain. They saw me. I hope they choose to stay a little longer.
• Gratitude for the good times, and the hope that more will come.