The Gratitude Challenge

Five days × Three things = 15 grateful items

Day 1 of the Gratitude Challenge

1. I’m grateful, this day and continuously, for my wonderful Deb. My friend, my companion, my lover, my partner, my future, my wife; for as long as she wants me, as long as she needs me, or so long as we both shall live.

Day 2 of the Gratitude Challenge

1. I’m grateful I share a house with a friend and partner who likes doing similar things as I do, but doesn’t feel we have to do everything together. (Although if she wanted to sit together and read through the phone book, I’d probably be good with that. At least through the Ks or Ls. As long as we were sitting somewhere comfortable and I got to put my free arm around her.)

Day 3 of the Gratitude Challenge

1. I am grateful for a roommate who likes my cooking and is gracious about a meal made from freezer items that should have been labeled better. Or at all. (Round things covered in frost are not always meatballs. Who knew?) Or a meal whose recipe could be described as, “Things that have been in the fridge and the pantry long enough and are not totally incompatible.” And who says things like, “This was good! Can we have this again?… Well, do we know most of the ingredients?… How about the green bits? Do we know what the green bits are?… Well, I still think it was very good, honey, thank you!”

Day 4 of the Gratitude Challenge

1. I’m grateful for my bedmate, who doesn’t mind my snoring (“You don’t snore that much, honey. Mostly.”) as opposed to a nameless person who used to whack me in the head with her elbow when my snores drove her crazy. And for a bedmate who likes to — (“You can’t post that, Jackster.”) How about when we — (“No.”) Lots of people do it. (“Lots of people do lots of things. They don’t post them on Facebook.”) Actually, if you look — (“WE don’t post them on Facebook!”)

Day 5 of the Gratitude Challenge

1. I’m grateful for my ex-wife. She changed my self-image with her friendship and love. She got me to get serious about saving for the future (the investment account she talked me into in 1986 has paid for a mortgage refinance, a mortgage early pay-off, and family emergencies; and it’s still going strong because I never stopped making contributions to it month after month). Even though we lived together longer divorced than we did married (true story!), she kept my family’s name and has done it proud as a Naval officer, academic administrator, and PhD. I’m a better husband now for being married to her. (And she gave me the ex-sister-in-law responsible for me taking the Gratitude Challenge.)

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Husband & retiree. Developer, tech writer, & IT geek. I fill what’s empty, empty what’s full, and scratch where it itches. Occasionally do weird & goofy things.

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