[Let it be known: I can't write about Newtown. I am the mother of a first grader. I just...can't. That said we do need to change the political and cultural state of mental illness in this country.]
The path my life has taken the past few years has taught me a lot about having an attitude of gratitude. This is something I reflect on often, as in many times a day. It is a coping mechanism I have evolved to help me focus on the positive when life is doing it's best to get me down. I acknowledge the bad, then make a conscious decision to dwell on the good. Because there is always good. Somewhere.
So here are some little things that I am oh so grateful for: