Being Grateful Meme Novels & Stories

If I don't express my gratitude to him, this moment will always be bugging in my mind. I need peace of mind. @DeathWish

“That’s what it’s all about.” Plates filled quickly, laughter rising with every passing minute. Jace cracked jokes, Koda smeared mashed potatoes across his face, and Kat’s brothers argued about football. My parents listened quietly, but I caught my father smiling when Koda climbed into his lap, demanding another story about “what thankful means.” “Thankful,” my father said slowly, “means you don’t take things for granted. It means you know what matters.” Koda blinked up at him. “Like pie?”

"You're every bit as selfish as the rest of them. Why should I keep pretending to be the bigger person?" Padre's face darkened, and all pretense he had for me vanished. He jabbed a finger at me and snapped, "If Lucia hadn't met with that accident, do you really think you'd be living this life of luxury? You're only here because you're living her life. You're just as ungrateful as your Madre!" I clenched my teeth so hard my jaw ached. The hatred inside me was so fierce it felt like I was drowning. But since I was leaving anyway, there was no point pretending anymore.

"That's what you said." "Yes, but—" "No buts." I kept scrolling. "You also said, 'Money can't buy our ancestors' blessings. It can't buy the honor of our pack'." Chloe's face was turning paler by the second. "Since money is so cold and meaningless," I lifted my head, my eyes locking onto hers, "then you should be happy I canceled the cash bonus." Marcus jumped to his feet. "Emilia, Chloe is young, she didn't think through her words—"

​ “The​y’re‍ going to b​e spe​cial.‍” I wake u‍p crying. Not sa‌d​ cr​ying. Something else. Gra‌tefu⁠l⁠ cr​ying. Thank⁠ you, I think about wherever​ Aya⁠na is‌ now. Thank you⁠ for t⁠his gift.

Never give up. Now, I licked my lips, searching for words that wouldn’t come out, sassy or rude or anything other than grateful and praying he won’t provoke me again into saying something that would make me look like an ungrateful brat. I looked at him, meeting his yellow brown eyes as I said, “Thank you for saving me.”

Seth noticed me, our eyes met, and there was gratitude in his expressions and something else that I couldn’t point my finger on. He smiled and waved at me. I waved back. He glanced down at his phone and began typing. A second later, my phone buzzed. Seth: Thank you ❤️ Me: just don’t forget the blueberry cheesecake you promised❤️❤️ Seth: It will be ready when you get home❤️❤️❤️ It’s like we were having some kind of heart emoji competition. Me: oh, and I don’t share❤️❤️❤️❤️😘

Another beautiful reason why I feel thankful to God. Thanks for reading and Please vote and comment. 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘

Avery smiled brightly at everyone and said, “I would like to thank the Lord for blessing me with another year. Also, for surrounding me with people who love me. I don’t have enough words to express my gratitude to the Lord. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the generous presents you have given me. I love them. You have made my day so special. May the Lord richly bless you. Since there is a piano, I will play one verse.” She walked to the piano, then she started singing: What shall I render to Jehovah For He has done so very much for me What shall I render to Jehovah For He has done so very much for me Tears were streaming down Aunt Bridgette’s face. She was thanking the Lord for send

I smiled but it didn’t reach my eyes. "Angel Brook." I uttered. ”I’m grateful. The Brooks treated me like a family, they treated me well and nicely ... ” I’m out of adjectives t make so I’m making anything up in my mind. "But?" he continued my words. I look at him intently. "No buts." I said firmly. “When you are grateful. Be grateful as it is.” His lips parted. Seems like he’s not expecting those words. "Cause if you say you're grateful yet still have the feeling of lacking and not being enough, then that just means you're not grateful enough."