For the gift of life. Yesterday I found myself at church an hour early. As I prayed the Stations of the Cross in the parish’s garden I became aware that being alive is more than enough. It was a time of knowing not only that all will be well, but that, in some way all Is well. It is heaven on earth for me, and I have not felt it so purely in about three years. If it is like the past this burst of happiness will last for days if not weeks. And I am so very thankful.
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