Today is the first day I've really struggled to come up with some gratitude. Not surprising given the events of the day, but I'm disappointed in myself.
I guess what I do have to be grateful for is that the humidity finally broke. Which reminds me, if I am wise enough to listen, that all storms break at some point. All humidity breaks. The worst things we go through do not go on forever; they just seem interminable as we are wrestling through them.
Hemingway said, "The world breaks all of us, and afterwards, some are stronger at the broken places." A broken place is a place where growth is possible.
I am thankful for the cracks, and the breaks, because they mark endings. But they also mark beginnings, and give us a tiny space to grow from - if we're just tenacious enough.
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