I’m thankful my daughter’s first day of middle school went well except for not being able to open her locker, but even that was OK because “Zach, he’s hot, but mostly he has a really nice personality, got my locker open for me.” Big grin.
I’m thankful my son is still a lot of fun even though he’s a teenager.
I’m thankful my husband is thoughtful enough to ask what I want to do for my birthday even though it’s over 2 months away.
I’m thankful I have the time, equipment, health, etc. to write.
I’m thankful the ants are gone, again, and maybe they’ll stay away this time.
I’m thankful I have money to pay the bills and can help those who can’t.
I’m thankful I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t sweat the small stuff (as much) and realize (more often) that so much of it is small stuff.