Like I did last year, on each day from today until Christmas, I am going to write about something for which I am grateful. It was such a powerful exercise, forcing myself daily to engage in a conscious practice of gratitude, even on the days when I felt the absolute lowest during those first holidays and birthday without Hudson.
To start it off, today I am grateful for gratitude itself. I am grateful for the ability to feel grateful in spite of the giant hole Hudson’s death left in my life. I am grateful for the ability to see, recognize, and feel grateful for the things that hole continues to show me about the life that remains. And I am grateful for the power of gratitude to heal. I am counting on it for this next difficult month.