Perusing through my journal I found this from 2016:
You really can’t appreciate being grateful, until you have children.
I was probably a bit sleep deprived then, but it surprises me how much that feeling has grown.
Not saying that before I didn’t know what being grateful was, or that I understand it better now. Just that the word and its meaning have changed exponentially for me in the past two years.
Makes me wonder what other words I can take a snapshot today, and enjoy the change in a few years.