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When you're down and out -- it's time to bow and count.
Dear God/Universe/Big Man Upstairs:
Thank you for my health. This is one of those things I definitely take for granted.
Thank you for my jobs. They allow me to be independent, and pay for my graduate education. No graduate loans is a huge financial relief.
Thank you for my friends. They accept me in my moody, broody ways, and well, that's awfully nice of them.
Thank you for my ability to write. Writing can bring me such a sense of peace.
Thank you for this often tumultuous, uncertain yet exciting time of my life. It's about the journey, right?
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