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Saturday, August 31, 2013
I whisper it every night as I place my exhausted head on my pillow. It's a practice I started while I was in Utah. It was two words that encapsulated my utmost gratitude for the gift of just enough strength to survive another day, the gift of Victor surviving another day, and the gift of my family surviving at home. It took effort at first. Some days it came easier than others. Now it is a habit. I often say the words without thinking. But just saying them brings me to think about my day and all the things for which I am thankful.
Each night as I go to bed I am overwhelmed with all that I have to be thankful for.
Thank you, Jesus.