Gratitude Suprise
One Sunday afternoon, there was a knock at our door. When I opened up the door, I saw someone dressed like a dinosaur running away and a basket of goodies on the step. Inside were some treats and a gratitude journal. I remember crying because it was a lovely act of kindness that I needed.
I started writing in that journal that evening and have continued writing every night before bed. That journal has long been filled up, but I have bought other gratitude journals, and have kept writing for over two years now.
That random act of kindness filled me with so much joy and gratitude. It is the gift that keeps giving and reminding me to always be grateful.
