One day in class my yoga teacher, Sindy, asked us what we were grateful for. In fact, she asked for one thing. But when I thought about it, I couldn’t really think of one thing because one thing led to another.

I’ve blogged before but it either finishes because it’s the end of an era: From Nica With Love or fizzles out: Recipes for Aimee. Even my university diary ended on the first sentence of the first page – mid sentence! Nevertheless, I won’t be deterred.

I thought I’d contemplate gratitude.