11-5-10                11:46pm

I find lately that as my level of pain rises so does my level of gratitude, my ability to be in the moment and to appreciate the beauty in each little thing. I am so grateful for the hugs, and the colors, and the stitching. The air. The smell of a desert summer. Everything as a piece of art, unique in its own way. It feels good to feel grateful, even in the pain.

What I am grateful for tonight:

Sacha
Elijah
My ipod and its music
God
Chicken fingers
A soft couch
The roses
The tree in front of the hotel
Mags
Stephanie
My new pens
My new shoes
Sarah
The new piano guy
My mom
Pizza
Texting
Facebook
My clothes & my socks
My hairclip
My crayons
The trolley
My understanding of Mindfulness
My ability to laugh
My kitty
My networking skills
My memory
My ability to write
Jango
TV
My blog
Jazz music
Cool summer nights

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