Day 1- 100 Days of Gratitude

Today, I would like to start a journey of rediscovering the appreciation I have for what has been granted to me. I have, failed in other endeavors to open myself up due to a lack of ability in narrative writing. Will accept help if offered:)). This is something that has been on my mind for some time and I just couldn’t go to bed without setting this down in stone or, more specifically, on the internet. Join me on my journey to find 3 things you are grateful for everyday for 100 days.

Today, I am grateful for many things.

  • For one, I am thankful that I could see and spend the day with a great friend. It was a good day for relaxing and just having fun. I think I learned lots about her and truly enjoy spending time.
  • Secondly, I am thankful that I possess the luxuries I do. Everything from the soft tissue I use to the well made shoes on my feet to the clean water I drink and the connection to the outside world I have. Chance could have landed me in a desert with nothing, not even a chance at an education, and yet, here I am. In a first world country where the furthest I go for food is my market, where I have private school education opening me to opportunities for more education, and problems involving finding something useful to apply myself to.
  • Lastly, today and everyday, I am thankful to know love and to love and to be loved. Thankful for my family and friends and the endless support I have received throughout the years. There are millions of people who have touched my life. Some in more obvious ways than others, and yet they have pushed me to where I am. I am not where I want to be, but I know it’s not my last stop and simply passing on my journey, to where, I have no clue, but for that consciousness I am also thankful.

The Sun

Skirts and Dresses

Flapping by

The wind cares for none

Suits and Coats

Slipping through

The rain gives no cents

Smikes and Shades

Filling in

The sun refuses to crack

It refuses to crack

Through the clouds

Or the rain

Curtains or Umbrellas

Leaves or grass

It warms nothing

And the wind cares

And the rain gives

To you

Guide me

Down the


That on

ly flows



Where you


My feet

Are lift


And wings

Are flap


This cliff

Is high

Pit bot


This core



To you

Give me

Strength to

Choose the

Right way

What flight

Or rail

To get

To you


Maybe if I

lie to myself enough, I might just

believe it.

Believe that my actions are actually good.

There’s nothing worse than

knowing the truth, but

being unable to do anything about it.

What good is

knowledge if I lack the wisdom to wield it?

It is no good in fact,

knowledge without wisdom is a curse worse than

knowledge with foolishness or

knowledge with malevolence.

My mood gets so dark at times, I wouldn’t

wish it on my worst enemy.

The ones who

know what true sadness are, are the ones who

spread true happiness.

Only those who

know real pain,

know real relief.

What good are feelings for, if pain is the strongest?

Or is that love.


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Have a great day



Sometimes, it can be hard to sit down and decompress for even a couple of minutes. We become so entangled with, not only our own problems but also other’s problems, we forget to pause and enjoy life. At other times, we become so consumed with our own happiness and search for joy that we forgo responsibilities and even others. But how do we reach and find the balance between these two states? I have been on both ends of this spectrum and am still struggling to find the balance on this fulcrum.

I have noticed that pausing for a moment at any given time in the day, and listing things I am grateful for quickly lifts my mood and clears my negative thoughts. Although I display a positive front, that’s all it is sometimes, a front. It can be hard to be thought of as the “happy” one. Everyone assumes you are always happy and okay. Sometimes people will ask how you are, and your okay doesn’t hold the same weight as someone else’s okay.

Having people depend on you is hard but also very rewarding. It feels good to know that people trust you enough to gift you with a piece of their life. For me, I find it easier to be dependable than to depend. In other words, although it can be a bit much, helping others comes more naturally to me than allowing others to help me.

For me, a simple smile from a stranger can light up my day. If someone waits just a couple extra seconds to hold the door open, I will feel happy and thankful. The fact that someone tells me about my open bookbag(which happens a lot since I am quite clumsy) brightens my mood. There are so many small things that people do, that just make me grateful to be alive and in the place I am.

On the other hand, I can also be easily hurt. It is the price you must pay when you become an open book. The fact that I am so vulnerable in person scares me but not so much as to stop me from being a bit vulnerable. I think, that is what draws people to open up to me. I know that for myself, when I meet people who are truly vulnerable and honest, I reciprocate. Writing this now frightens me. My thoughts, online, for anyone who cares to look to see. Now there are many ways to define vulnerable and many associate the word with a negative connotation. Up until recently, I associated the word vulnerable with weak, defenseless, powerless, impotent. And the truth is, yes. These all embody what the word itself means. And yet, becoming vulnerable is the only way to truly connect with others. Why must we always have a guard up? Who are we protecting ourselves from? If we live our lives with a fortress around ourselves, we will never make real connections and never allow ourselves to empathize. We will never be able to be free. Lowering your guard is a risky thing to do, as it exposes you to attacks but it also exposes you to all the good feelings in life. The risk of not encountering THAT is one I am not willing to take.