Recognizing what you’re grateful for can come unexpectedly. Maybe it’s meeting the gaze of a loved one, your pet waiting for you when you come home, or digging into your favourite home-cooked dish. This Saturday, it was stepping out of my apartment into crisp fall air - the chill intermittently broken by patches of tree-filtered sunshine. To say it felt like a metaphor would be a bit much, but it was a nice treat after a week of grey and rain.
My week was spent training for work; I started my first solo shift yesterday. It’s interesting, exciting and a little daunting, but if I’ve learned anything over the past year, it’s that I can handle a challenge.
Here’s to Week 17.