For myself. This morning I was thinking about whether I could honestly say that I am thankful for myself. It seemed rather silly, for I simply must be thankful for myself and my existence, even if I do not spend much time thinking about it. The gift of life may not be the most important gift, but it is the most essential. I cannot be grateful for anything unless I am.
For my mother. My mother is an impressive woman. So impressive, in fact, that she gave me a very skewed view of reality. I was born a week late but it was an “easy” labor and a nice healthy big baby. I knew that my mother was unusual in her confidence giving birth at home, but it was only in the past few years that I learned that normal women were terrified of the idea of babies weighing 10+lbs.
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