by Bunny Terry | Oct 21, 2021 | Daily Gratitude
What will Matter Five Years From Now? I’m a typical Enneagram 7, a high I on the DISC test, etc. In other words, I’m the ultimate people pleaser, I think I need to do it all and I used to say yes to everything. Making decisions and prioritizing...
by Bunny Terry | Sep 1, 2021 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
I’m all about words, but I thought you might like to see rather than hear about what’s been happening this past week in our world. Here’s your (mostly) Wordless Wednesday. I have a lot to be grateful for, don’t I? What’s up with you?...
by Bunny Terry | Aug 17, 2021 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
I recently read a post from someone on a stage IV colon cancer Facebook group. They said, “My doctor only gave my husband 12 months to live. What should we do?” That post caught my attention and brought me back to my own 12 month prognosis. Which happened...
by Bunny Terry | Jul 22, 2021 | Daily Gratitude, Family Stories
Kenny Chesney had a hit song years ago called “The Good Stuff.” You can find it on YouTube here. It’s about a newly married young couple who has a fight that sends the husband down the road to the local bar where he asks the bartender for some of...
by Bunny Terry | Jul 15, 2021 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
It’s a well known practice, writing a letter to your future self. But one I forget to do on a regular basis. And while I embrace the idea, I think the better practice is to write a thank you note to your future self. If you’re unfamiliar with the idea,...
by Bunny Terry | Jun 23, 2021 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
I’m preparing for my podcast interview with my friend, Guadalupe Goler, and in her recently published memoir “Just 4 Kicks,” she has an chapter on Gratitude. She lists 30 things she’s grateful for. It’s a list I could almost directly...
Bunny Terry is a native New Mexican who grew up on a farm in northeastern New Mexico. Her first writing job was typing stories on index cards on her family’s Underwood, stories that were uncannily like the ones she read over and over in O Ye’ Jigs and Julips, her favorite childhood book. No one thought to save those index cards for posterity, although there is the theory sarcastically circulated by her siblings that they will certainly be worth millions someday. 