3 years ago I wrote about a lovely New Year tradition of popping a daily gratitude note in a jar. E was just turning 2 and I started with such enthusiasm. Life became a bit busy and the habit slipped after just a few months. The jar remained, gathering dust behind the herbal teas and last year I found it. How I wish I’d kept it up. It’s been so lovely remembering these delightful moments, especially finding the photos that retell their story! My absolute favourite note was:
Telling E he lived in my tummy before he was born…”Yes, when I was a snack”.
We might be two months into a new year but it’s never too late to start is it!