I maintain a grateful heart

*Maintain* is the honest verb — it admits this drifts. Nobody holds a state. Cars, friendships, and moods all require returning to.

Which reframes the failure. If you were thankful in March and cynical by June, nothing broke in you. Maintenance lapsed, the way it does with anything unattended.

So the practical question isn't how to feel grateful permanently. It's what your return route looks like — the specific thing you do when you notice you've drifted. A walk. A page. One call to the person who always resets you.

If you don't have a route, choose one now, while things are calm.