by Bunny Terry | Jun 29, 2023 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
Brene Brown and goofiness- My inspiration for July 2023! I suffer, like some of you, from a feeling that I’m never quite enough. Never quite close enough to perfect. Never successful enough, never thoughtful enough, never as good at organizing my day as others....
by Bunny Terry | Jun 21, 2022 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
Are you a fellow “Gratitude Nerd?” Welcome to the club! You know I love gratitude. I practically wrote the book on it, or at least the tiny bit that I know about what a superpower it is. Part of being a gratitude advocate is creating a space for others and...
by Bunny Terry | May 3, 2022 | Daily Gratitude, Family Stories, Gratitude Nerdiness
Every morning I wake with ideas of stories I could write about my dad. He’s a character, that Kenneth Terry. Just ask anyone who knows him. There are a million tales I could tell and there are an equal number he could tell you, most of them true.Just yesterday when I...
by Bunny Terry | Mar 7, 2022 | Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness, Transformational Coaching
I’m in the habit of reading obituaries. You might think it’s my age – I’ve been sixty-one for four months now, and to some of you that probably sounds ancient. Like a good time to begin reading obituaries, since one day I might find my own name...
by Bunny Terry | Feb 18, 2022 | Being a Writer, Daily Gratitude, Gratitude Nerdiness
Two years ago, only weeks before the beginning of the pandemic, I figured out another of the reasons I am grateful. I sat in a chair in a hospital room while my sister stood beside the bed, holding my Aunt Crystell’s hand, talking through the stories we had heard all...
by Bunny Terry | Feb 4, 2022 | Being a Writer, Gratitude Nerdiness
There’s a story that’s been circulating on the wire since early Monday morning about an apologetic burglar that left $200 for a broken window as he exited the house he broke into. I found it this morning on such far-flung and interesting sites as the...
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. 