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Ten Things of Thankful: Life is a Gift Edition

Photo: John and I on a roller coaster. John is smiling and looks relaxed; I have my eyes clinched shut tightly and am holding onto John's hand for dear life.
I'm old enough that I think I'm supposed to dread birthdays, but I'm not mature enough to do so. I like birthdays, and even though an actuary would disagree, I'm convinced I'm not "over-the-hill" yet. 

I had a birthday this week. I also have a grandmother who, it appears, is nearing the end at almost 103 years old. Combine those two events, and I've found myself in a contemplative frame of mind. 

In last week's TToT post, I listed more than 10 items. (The exact number depends on whether or not you count my typo--I labeled two different items as #11--as one or two things). This week, I'm keeping my list shorter:

1. I am thankful for life. What a gift it is to be here on Earth, have so many different experiences, and meet so many people! When life gets overwhelming or scary, grab onto the hand of a loved one and remember that things will be better soon. 



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  1. I am sorry about your Grandmother and will be praying for you all. Thank you for the lovely song! And blessed birthday greetings.

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  2. My heart goes out to you and your family. Our loved ones are never with us long enough, no matter what.

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    1. Thank you. She passed peacefully in the night.

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  4. One hundred and three! Amazing. Such a span of, not only life, but human history.

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