Happy thanksgiving

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I am thankful:
I have been loved by someone everysingle minute of my life. I came to that conclusion today. I was feeling sorry for myself and sad for what I am missing or moreso who I am missing. I then began trying to "count my blessings"
I have been loved every second of my life. I may not have been lovable but as a parent I KNOW I have been loved by my parents. I have loved my siblings everysecond of my life. As have they me.
My kids have loved me though they may not know it right now!
My husbands yes both of them have loved me. they always will.
I can think of three friends that I could ask right now if they LOVE me they would say yes.
Now I know that I have been in Love with people or loved qualities about them, but to truly love someone else never goes away.
Did I fall out of love with Tim, my first husband, NO it just changed. I will always love him. Look at what we did together!!!!! these two girls that have the world at their fingertips because of their brains, humor, compassion, insight, is because they were loved. I believe that you grow from love. It is what makes us flourish, spread ourselves to others and shine.

I want to be grateful today, I want to stay humbled by the loss of a dear defining soul. Iwant the humility I feel by the powers of the universe to take this life away from us so quickly and to alter others plans so quickly. I am grateful for today, and want life to take me whre it is supposed to go,
BUT....
please G-D I pray today, send me my fruits and Joys in life along with the sorrows that I know I am due. Let the sorrows be my own, and not my childrens. That I would grieve the loss of one of my children would end my life and end any hope that ever I had. I remain grateful, humble, and inspired by the greatness of the universe and the powers that be.
365 days from today I will reminisce on today and be grateful for sopmething of today, and I so look forward to what may come.

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