Do you have an altar?
No, I’m not talking about religion.
I’m talking about the little corner of your life that reminds you who the hell you are. The objects, photos, books, stones, letters, scars, memories, and symbols that carry your story. The things that remind you how far you’ve come after all the nights you thought you wouldn’t make it.
An altar for survival.
An altar for growth.
An altar for the version of you that kept going anyway.
What do you sit with every day and feel proud of?
What pain did you turn into beauty?
What part of your story deserves gratitude instead of shame?
That kind of altar.
I think I’m going to call mine my Gratitude Corner.