Thankful for this journal

Right now I am feeling grateful for having a gratitude journal I can contribute to. I woke up feeling stressed this morning. I'm not sure what's causing the stress--it could be several things, none of them major--but I was cranky, my stomach hurt, my hands were shaky, my forehead wouldn't relax, and I kept feeling sleepy--all my standard stress symptoms. On the Metro into the city, I focused on thinking of things to write in the gratitude journal and it really helped calm me down. So:

I am grateful for my husband, who saw how stressed out I was this morning, asked what was bothering me, listened as I speculated about the causes of my stress, and then kissed the wrinkly spot on my forehead and asked what he could do to help. Then he packed my lunch (which I'd asked him to do) and held my hand on the bus and the train (which I didn't ask for, but which helped a lot).

I am grateful for living some place with good trains and buses, so that I don't have to drive.

I am grateful for my favorite, friendly bus driver, who greets me the same way almost every time I see him, and says the same thing every day as the bus pulls up to the final stop.

As the train passed through Arlington National Cemetery, I gave thanks for the sacrifices of the men and women buried there. And I am grateful for the green and white simplicity and orderliness of the cemetery.

I am grateful for coworkers who have had to much caffeine and are chatty and happy in the morning, keeping me very amused. Especially when they give me cookies. Because who couldn't use a chocolate chip cookie at 9:30 in the morning?

I am grateful that I have the opportunity to travel. I am grateful that I will spend next week in Rome and Florence. Even if that means I am stressed out now, trying to get things finished up at work.