Some days are not easy to hold,
Some days ask too much,
Some days stay heavy even after they end and still,
Even in a hard day,
Something held,
Something stayed,
Something carried you to this moment and tonight.
We do not need a bright version of gratitude,
We do not need to feel thankful for everything,
We are only noticing what was quietly here,
Feel the weight of your body,
Feel the bed holding you,
Feel the surface under your back,
Your legs,
Your shoulders,
Let that be the first thing,
Something is holding you now,
You do not have to hold yourself the whole way through this night and maybe at some point today,
There was one breath that reached you,
One pause,
One small easing,
One moment that did not ask more from you,
You do not need to search hard,
Just let something small appear,
A quiet moment,
A softer sound,
A hand,
A room,
A light,
A glass of water,
A breath you made it to,
That is enough,
Something small still counted,
Something small still helped,
Something small still held part of the day together and maybe there was also something you survived,
Something awkward,
Something tiring,
Something that pulled too much from you and still,
You are here now,
Not because the day was easy,
But because something in you kept going,
You do not need to celebrate that,
Only notice it,
The day was hard to hold and still,
Something held you,
Let that be enough for tonight,
You do not need bigger meaning,
You do not need a lesson,
You do not need to turn the day into something beautiful,
Only let the body feel that not everything failed,
Not everything disappeared,
Not everything was missing,
Something held,
Something stayed,
Something carried you here and now,
We let the words grow quieter,
No more effort,
No more searching,
Only rest with what was quietly enough,
Gratitude can be this small,
Part day and still,
Something held.