Good Values

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be grateful, not just saying thanks out of habit, but really feeling it. The kind of gratefulness that sits quietly in your chest and makes you take a deep breath because, somehow, even in the middle of the chaos, you know there’s something good right here.

It’s easy to get caught up in everything that’s not going right. The things we don’t have. The plans that didn’t work out. The people we wish were still here. But somewhere in the middle of all that, there are still small, solid things holding us up: like a kind word, a hot drink, someone who checks in just because, or even the comfort of a quiet evening after a long day.

Gratitude, I think, is about choosing to notice those things. It’s not pretending everything is perfect. It’s recognizing that even if things are hard, they’re not only hard. There’s still some beauty. Some kindness. Some light.

Being grateful doesn’t mean we ignore pain or stop growing. It just means we honor what’s already good, even as we work toward what could be better.

So today, I’m grateful for the little things I used to overlook. For the people who show up in small but meaningful ways. For every moment that reminds me life, in all its mess and magic, is still something to be thankful for.

With this post, I offer my heartfelt thanks to ma petite mama Ama Ametɔ Sitsoƒe Victoria for her love, care, and everything she quietly does for me.