I’m thankful, but I don’t often express it. For the last while, I’ve been counting everything that was wonderful about the day while in bed, just before falling asleep. Most nights I can get up to 20 before I drift off.

It occurred to me that it’s just as important to show gratitude than simply thinking it. I guess it’s my shyness that keeps me from lavishing it out or maybe I’m afraid it would be seen as corny. Whichever it is, I know I hold back sometimes, even when it’s ready to fall off of my tongue.

I’ve decided to be more generous with my appreciation–for people, for the universe. I can’t think of a good reason to hold on to it. Perhaps we all need it like we need water. Water for the soul.