I am looking forward to each new day with gratitude.

Gratitude usually looks back and anticipation looks ahead, so combining them means being thankful for something that has not happened yet.

Which turns out to be the ordinary condition of most mornings. You go to sleep assuming the alarm will matter, that there will be coffee, that the people you love will still be reachable. That assumption is a kind of faith you have stopped noticing you hold.

Tomorrow is not owed to anyone. Facing it anyway, expecting something good, is a small brave act performed daily by nearly everybody.