For the last two years
Thanksgiving
Has been
A hard pill to swallow
Always in bed
Always in my own head
And then by a miracle
From above
I became better
I am blessed
Grateful
Honored
Humbled
Speechless
To move on
This path
Of recovery
With a song in my heart
And extra pep in my step
Today
Was thanksgiving once again
And I was and am
Blessed
I am grateful for
My microscopic family
Mickey included
My real life friends
My online friends
Support groups
I am thankful for
Every breath
Every step
Every moment
I have
There aren't enough words
To explain how I feel
Baruch HaShem
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Rebirth (Book 4)
PoetryThis book starts where Survivor left off only from a much more changed stand point and learning and living one day at a time. That doesn't, however, mean that I am cured of ME or Myalgic Encephalomyelitis; which I was diagnosed with in September of...
