I’m grateful for the people in my life who show up with honesty, humor, and love. The friends who pick up the phone, call me out when I need it, and remind me I don’t have to do this life alone.
I’m grateful for my family—the ones who’ve seen every version of me and still choose to stand by me. Their support gives me stability when my mind wants to drift.
I’m grateful for my dogs, who teach me unconditional love every single day. They don’t care about my past, my résumé, or my mistakes—they just love me because I’m theirs. And that kind of love heals things I didn’t even know were broken.
I’m grateful for my heart—its resilience, its ability to come back from chaos, its capacity to give and receive, even after everything it’s pushed through. It keeps opening, keeps learning, keeps softening.
I’m grateful for my Higher Power—for the quiet nudges, the second chances, the reset button, the strength I can tap into when I stop trying to run the show myself. That connection keeps me grounded and sane.