Finding Gratitude

How do you find gratitude when your heart is broken?

You hold on to whatever steadies you—sometimes it’s the love of others, and sometimes, it’s the quiet comfort of small things. In those tender moments, both people and objects become anchors. But neither can show you the way to gratitude. That path must unfold gently, from within.

So how do you discover gratitude in the middle of a storm?

Often, it’s not found in grand gestures, but in small, sacred moments that begin to soften the ache: a quiet morning, the glow of a warm fire, pale blue sky fillded with puffy white clouds, a kind and unexpected smile. When we become mindful of life’s simplest pleasures, our heart slowly begins to awaken—and in that quiet opening, gratitude finds its way in. And with it, the first glimmer of hope.

Peonies, daisies, roses, hydrangeas, chrysanthemums, and sunflowers each carry their own gentle expression of thankfulness. But often, gratitude blooms not just in the petals of flowers—but in everyday beauty: in the love of family and friends, in tender days, in creativity, in courage, in light, in laughter, in solitude, in the wisdom shared by others.

And above all—love.

Love is the root, the bloom, and the guiding light of gratitude.