This Isolation Journals Project has been all of the things: insightful, uncomfortable, exciting, maddening, tortured, and a hell of a lot of fun. It’s been incredibly thought-provoking, taking me back to my past, propelling me to the future, and keeping me in the moment. I’ve struggled with most days, but this one - the one asking me to ‘count my blessings,’ if you will - was easy. Even in a time of unprecedented chaos, this one was easy.

prompt: write out your blessings. whatever gives you life.
April 12, 2020

This feels like cheating. It’s so easy. Perhaps it’s the writing universe recalibrating, though, after yesterday’s struggle to pick only one sweet story.

I’m fortunate to truly want to keep to the simple - not just in these times of navigating a pandemic, but always. Experiences, connections, and authenticity matter most to me, and those are always within my grasp.
I’m fortunate enough to make a career out of doing what I love. It requires so much determination and constant efforts to expand my knowledge base and refine my skills, but I marvel at all of the growth opportunities that lie ahead.
I’m fortunate to have been in a career I hated, for it showed me that I’m in control.
I’m fortunate to have access to brilliant minds and secret words that remind me to embrace my own humanness.
I’m fortunate to have had the parents I did. Because of them, I offer grace easily and look within for happiness, first.
I’m fortunate to be able to recognize this, even though I sometimes forget.
I’m fortunate that my body is resilient, no matter how much I beat it down.
I’m fortunate to love quiet dirt and wildflowers and birds who dance as much as I love tall buildings, unapologetic lights, and the energy of hurried strangers.
I’m fortunate for the ability to immerse myself in someone else’s story and view life from their lens.
I’m fortunate to hate small talk, for I get to dive deeply with others into magic and dreams and imperfections - the things that stagnate people, keeping them up at night, and the things that spark people, keeping them inspired and excited to actually live their lives.
I’m fortunate to have people ignite me with their fearlessness, and I’m fortunate to have people feel ignited by mine.
And I’m fortunate to be able to write this list - both soft and fierce in its truthfulness.