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I've written this post two times, each time deleting it when I'm done. Cross your fingers for me this time.
I see the potential, but so many things have been said. Each one of those words are like little stings, chipping away at my ability to just relax and enjoy the ride. I can't enjoy the ride, when it's been made clear the outcome is so unpredictable. More so than normal. Don't get me wrong, I know that life is one day at a time... but sometimes I feel as though there is absolutely no certainty. I'm not sure if I should just continue to let go of the walls that took me so long to build, or if I should keep some of the strongest ones standing. The smart thing to do would be to stop falling, but that's like telling your heart to stop beating.
If I could tell you anything, it would be that bounderies don't keep people out, they fence you in. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.