Didn’t Mama always say that if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything…?
Okay. Instead, I’ll skate around it with forced gratitude.
Even though the pharmacy doesn’t have his pain meds, I’m grateful that they are at least “working on it.”
Even though I didn’t get to touch it, I’m grateful that I saw the ocean today.
Even though I could barely hold my eyes open during our two hour, traffic nightmare of a drive home, I’m grateful that we made it home safe.
Even though Nick is miserable, I’m grateful that he’s still here.
Even though I’m grumpy and exhausted, I’m grateful that I can still tap into the love in my heart.
Even though life sent us on a major detour, I’m grateful that we are triumphantly braving our own path.