Gratitude for quiet moments. It got warm again, waffling between last of summer and start of fall. I stood outside last night, in the dark, stars overhead, and felt a warm breeze, like the last whispers of summer carrying away all I need to release and let go of. via /r/gratitude

Gratitude for quiet moments. It got warm again, waffling between last of summer and start of fall. I stood outside last night, in the dark, stars overhead, and felt a warm breeze, like the last whispers of summer carrying away all I need to release and let go of. via /r/gratitude

by | Sep 25, 2025 | Gratitude Practice, Reddit Gratitude Journals

Gratitude for quiet moments. It got warm again, waffling between last of summer and start of fall. I stood outside last night, in the dark, stars overhead, and felt a warm breeze, like the last whispers of summer carrying away all I need to release and let go of....