Dance of the Dragonfly: Gratitude

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Monday, July 2

Gratitude

I love that when I slip, or when I try to hide from the world, there are so many people around to catch me and help me back up.

Like my dad, who knows when I'm just busy--and when something is wrong, because I don't answer my phone.
Or friends that notice I have not written anything in weeks and send me messages asking if I'm all right.
And others who take me out to lunch, or walk with me, or read my Tarot cards, or just sit with me and tell me that I'm loved.

I am very grateful to have all of you in my life.

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