I was going to write today about how I weighed 146 lbs at the clinic this morning. Then, I heard about a 14-year-old boy who ran away after he impregnated a 14-year-old girl who backed out of an abortion. I read about the progress of a friend’s brother-in-law who’s treacherous path of cancer may be ending.
I decided to write about being thankful that the pain in my abdomen is likely a muscle strain and not something more serious. I’m grateful S is responding to and recovering quickly from treatment. I’m happy that my mom is taking her meds and, while ever-present, she is able to look beyond the delusions. I feel blessed to celebrate the third engagement anniversary with someone I love even more than the day he asked.
I thankful for my health and happiness today – all 146 lbs of it.
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