Thankful, I am

For the job that I still have. For the friends who stood by. For the waistline that still fits in most of my jeans. For the sanity that is still very much intact. For the skills of reasoning that still function. For the compassion to forgive. For the cat that still purrs when I walk by. For the son of a friend who reminded me what joy children are. For the many shoes whose heels have yet to break. For the laughter each and every single day. For the comforting silence of my room. For the start of every new day.

It is easier to fool myself this way. I figure.