I am alive.

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One year ago at 3 am, I should have died.  I made it through a year.  Not a bad or good year, but some of both.  I can remember times this year just being thrilled with the idea that I'm alive.  I can remember times when I would have rather been on a private island.  I've had the time of my life and been kicked while I was down.  This past year has been amazing, just living.  I've made it past my fear of John, I've checked more things off my list, and I've enjoyed just being me.  I have worked and been lazy, I've found the best job ever and the hardest one yet.  It's just one more year, but it's been so much more than that.

I love my life.  I love who I  am and what I am doing.  My life is not always perfect, but it fits right now.  I have what I need and I am living.