Many blessings

November is a good month to give thanks – it’s the month of Thanksgiving after all. I feel like I’ve had so much to be thankful for these last few weeks.

I am so thankful for my husband. I adore him, and he clearly adores me. Whatever we did right in our past lives, whatever stars aligned at our birth, I got really lucky. I don’t even think I’d trade him for Matt Damon (total crush).

I love my cat. She’s currently draped along the radiator, and is being ridiculously cute.

Family – there’s another one. I got lucky. I’ve got a good one.

And I’m thankful that I’m feeling good. I remember, before all this started, going for my runs in the morning and pumping my arms and legs, breathing hard, and thanking God that I was healthy and could be active because it felt so good. My thanks is different now. I’m still alive, and every step I take that doesn’t hurt, every time I lift my leg a little and it feels easier than the day before, every day I can get through without needing to lay down and take a nap . . . blessings. Believe me, I still have plenty of moments of shaking my fist at the heavens and feeling like life is too unfair for words. But overall  – it’s nice to be alive.

And friends. Thank you, each of you. You each have and do contribute so much to the world, and I’m lucky to know you. You bless my life, and I love you very much. Thanks.

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