I have nothing to complain about. I have everything. Jehovah protects my entire family. He's loyal. I have everything I could ask for.
Life isn't a guarantee, and I think of it every day.
I'm grateful that I was born with the mother I have. For having the life I have. That I know the King of the universe. That is undoubtedly the biggest blessing.
I'm grateful that I came to this country. That very soon this will all be over... I'm grateful for Jehovah, of his hope. His hope keeps me happy every single day. Even my coworkers notice, and they tell me: "Danna you're the happiest person in the department, you're always smiling and laughing". And it's true. He makes me like that. His spirit gives me happiness. I smile even when I'm sad. Even when I'm mad I laugh it off. I shake it all off and go back to my happy self, cause the real me, the true Danna, not the anxious one; the real Danna, she's a happy person.
