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Gratitude Month, Day 19

Today I am grateful for family that extends, and extends, and extends. Till I can never quite hear the end of that particular echo. That is a blessing, indeed.
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Gratitude Month, Day 18

Twenty-two years ago today, my mom passed away. You can read the whole story HERE. (Okay, so that’s not the whole story. But it’s the story of that day, for me.) So today I’ll tell you some reasons I’ve been grateful for my mom. She was bright. Smart, yes, but also Lit Up. She shone,
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Gratitude Month, Day 17

Dad! Dad! Dad! Today, it’s all about you. My dad is the best. He shows up around here now and then (I mean, I tell you stuff about him, but also he reads — you know), because I have a lot of stories that make better sense if you know the dad. Anyway, he’s good.
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Gratitude Month, Day 16

So I had occasion this afternoon to be grateful that I no longer have the slightest desire to put a product called Sun-In into my hair. Dear Hair, I’m very, very sorry about the eighties. Love, Becca
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Gratitude Month, Day 15

Socks. Socks, socks, socks. Oh, socks, warmers of My toes! How I love your fluff And cotton softness. (I know. It’s been too long since we had any quality haiku around here. You’re welcome for bringing it back.) If I could, I’d wear fat cottony socks all the time. With boots, under a skirt? Check.
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Gratitude Month, Day 14

YouTube. Yes. Today I’m grateful for YouTube. Because why? Because it’s going to teach me to tap dance. And who, I ask you, wouldn’t like to learn to tap dance? Well, I would. And so I will. For free. At the feet of YouTube, as I may have mentioned. I shall begin with very basic
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Gratitude Month, Day 13

Does it seem uncharacteristically shallow and silly to tell you that I am grateful for caramel popcorn? Well, then maybe you don’t know me at ALL. Because, oh. I am. Grateful, that is. For caramel popcorn in particular. Mmmm. Pardon me while I wipe the drool off my face with my sticky, sticky fingers. Happy
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Gratitude month, Day 12

Sneaking this in on my date. I’m grateful for a Husband who takes time to keep up the romance. Even (especially?) when dating includes My Fair Lady. Yes, dear. It might actually last three hours. Yes, dear. Those men are prancing about in jockey costumes. Yes, dear. Professor Higgins is indeed a first class jerk.
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