Photo by Elijah O'Donell on Unsplash I've fallen out of a lot of habits so far this year. My weekly thank you note is one that I'm barely clinging on to. Every time that alarm goes off, excuses appear like the dust bunnies that manage to evade the broom every time I clean the kitchen. I didn't even know they were there, hiding deep in the corners, but they clutter up my thoughts. I don't have time right now. I sent a note to that person a few weeks ago. It would be weird if she got another card. I'm out of stamps. I don't have a small gift. The note is not worth it on its own. When I'm not practicing gratitude regularly, I forget that many times, these thank you notes are less for the person receiving it and more about recognizing the wonderful people in my life. I also forget that these notes might bring a bit of light to an otherwise dark day. That person crossed my mind for a reason -- possibly because of something they need to hear ...