More Gratitude

Over glasses of wine or plates of cookies, crowded into the kitchen or outside watching our breath in the cold, in groups or pairs, old and young, we drift together bound by the strange gravity of family love. I am safe and warm and strong, orbiting that star.

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Gratitude

I have so much for which to be grateful and it’s all too easy to let it languish in the background as the negative presses its relentless battle against the positive. So I’m taking a moment to celebrate.

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