The Little Journal That Could

Things have been pretty tough lately. I know you’re familiar with the phrase “When it rains, it pours.” Well, in the last couple of months, the pouring rain turned into a monsoon, which flooded our lives with worry and sorrow, so much so that we attempted to build the Ark, but it sprung a leak and we wound up stranded on the Island of Despair with nothing but a pack of chewing gum and a plastic spoon, which we tried to use to create a happiness device but failed when the spoon broke.

Yeah.

When things start going wrong, I have an uncanny ability of only being able to focus on the “Woe as Me’s.” I’m constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for the other shoe to drop. To be fair, since July, an entire Payless Shoe Store has been dumped unceremoniously, one shoe at a time, on my head. I know I shouldn’t focus so much on the bad when there’s so much good to be grateful for. But lately, finding the silver lining has been nearly impossible.

I managed to climb out of my self-made cocoon this weekend, and in an attempt to cheer myself up, did a little Sunday shopping. While perusing the aisles of Target yesterday, I stumbled upon this lovely little gem:

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I have a love affair with journals, and it was the colors of this one that first caught my eye. Cheerful, but subdued. Sweet but simple.

And then I read the quote on the front.

It felt like this little book was speaking directly to me from the confines of its shelf. I picked it up and ran my finger over the spine. And I knew I’d bring it home and turn it into a gratitude journal.

Last night, with my husband reading next to me, and a fat cat snoring nearby, I opened the journal and wrote out my mission statement.

“I will fill the pages of this little book with gratitude, appreciation, love, and positivity. And I will use the words I share here to soothe my soul and guide me back to the happy life I want to lead.”

 

I know there will be days ahead where I’ll have to really dig to find that nugget of appreciation to write about. There will be days when I feel like there’s nothing to be grateful for. But I will strive to find it. I will write about it. And I will change my attitude about the life I’m living, if only out of my own sheer force toward the positives.

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And it all started with the little journal that could.

10 thoughts on “The Little Journal That Could

  1. violettempest

    🙂 You’ve inspired me to do the same. For the past couple of years, during the month of November, I’ve been posting one thing/person that I’m thankful for. It does make the month a happier month. Thank you for reminding me we should do this each and every day. 🙂

    1. ThatGabbyAbby Post author

      I’m honored to have inspired you in some way. In truth, I’m grasping for the life raft at this point. But I have to say–I’ve only written one entry, and I feel like I’m already approaching today a little differently knowing that I’ll have to find something to journal about tonight before bed. Thanks again for your continued support.

  2. Simone

    Abby I LOVE your little journal and I love that you are letting gratitude be your “mule” (er, you know that donkey that carries you over those really impossibly high mountains where there are precipices on every side…?)
    Gratitude (and my Grateful Project) was the turning point for me a few months back. For two weeks solid all i write on my blog was grateful posts. I’m sure everyone else got completely bored, but for me, well, it was medicine good for my soul.

    If you ever happen to write some grateful posts here on your (very spiffy) blog, I would love you to head over on a monday and link up to my Grateful linky. there’s no hoops to be jumped through, just link up.
    Big hugs to you. xx
    (great to see you blogging again too)

    1. ThatGabbyAbby Post author

      Thanks honey!! I will definitely keep the link up in mind. I did check it out and didn’t really feel like this post fit the requirements. But I’m planning more gratitude posts in the future!!!

  3. Carrie Baughcum

    Oh my heart…I want to reach…no dive through the screen and hug you and just hug you. Sometimes life just hurts so darn much and it hurts and it fills you. There is positive in everyday but there is also permission to be sad. To experience the sadness with the good that their is because we are only human. I am so happy you found that journal and that it spoke to you, called you because it is what you needed…a place to share your private words, your grateful words, the words that will embrace you. You are amazing and strong and amazing and amazing…did I say amazing? XOXOXOX my beautiful friend.

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