I discovered The “Thank You” Project blog just a few weeks before Julia’s year of blogging about something she was thankful for each day ended. I grew to love the blog and was excited to learn that she planned to continue blogging about thankfulness after the year was over. Since she wrapped up the daily posting, she has written about how the challenge to write down something she was thankful for each day influenced her life. Inspired by her words, I decided to follow her lead and do the same thing–not in a public blog, but on my own.

A week later, she wrote a post that once again inspired me to write down something I am thankful for each day.

And then, again, a week later, she wrote a post that…

Are you starting to see a pattern? This continued until I finally picked up that pen and started journaling on January 29th.

I’m journaling on post-its and hanging them up on the wall in my bedroom. Once I started I found that even on bad days I have so much to be thankful for that I was completely filling up the post-its. And even with everything that I’ve written down, there is so much more to be thankful for each and every day. I have clean water to drink, food to eat, a warm home to live in, electricity and so much more.

Last Saturday I had a bad day… or at least, what I thought was a bad day. I can get pretty moody when I feel like it and Saturday probably saw me at my grumpiest. But once I took a minute to look at my wall of thankfulness it calmed me down. My bad day really wasn’t a bad day at all. I haven’t been journaling for very long, but already I’m starting to see how taking a few minutes a day to think about all that you’re thankful for can permeate throughout every aspect of your life.

What are some of the things I’ve been thankful for this week?

— A heated house and warm clothes in this negative degree weather.

— A father who is willing to look beyond my grumpiness and love me anyway. And who saved me from spending an entire afternoon on campus today.

— Julia, for setting such a good example for anyone who stumbles along her blog.


  1. Julia, the Thanksgiving Girl

    April 9, 2011 at 8:21 am

    Oh Chrissa, it such a beautiful post and I'm just feeling so falttered with all the commentary you left regarding my project and blog! I'm also humble and touched by the fact that I could inspire you to be more thankful or positive… wow! THANK YOU! 🙂

  2. Julia, the Thanksgiving Girl

    April 9, 2011 at 8:23 am

    Oh and btw, I think it's such a fantastic idea you had with the post-its!! Must feel like such a great source of energy on a bad day, just by lookign at what you've already posted! I would love to see a photo of that wall sometimes 🙂


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✨ fishing during the summer
✨ trips to the store and getting a candy bar that I didn’t have to tell my parents about (but always did)
✨ talking about his Spanish classes
✨ “scaring the fish away” by talking, but he was fine with me talking anyway
✨ driving the boat...and starting to fill the boat with water when I went too fast, but he wasn’t upset
✨driving the golf cart around the golf course
✨ listening to his stories about his time in the army

He wasn’t a perfect man and I saw that once I was an adult. But for someone who was only close to one uncle growing up, he’s part of some of my best childhood memories. 💙
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🌻 a family brunch
🌻 followed by a family dinner the same day
🌻 fresh WI cheese curds
🌻 long talks with my cousin

What were you thankful for this weekend?
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🐾 Asked my grandhuman for tummy rubs.
🐾 Realized my tummy rubs weren’t his priority. 🙄
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