She was right. Every day in itself is a gift and a blessing. It is all we ever have anyway, the moment we are in. For the past twenty years I had kept a gratitude journal, where I wrote down a few things I was grateful for at the end of the day. Often there were lots of things to be grateful for. Occasionally, through the darkest times, I struggled to come up with any. I felt so emotionally exhausted at those times that even finding blessings was an effort, yet I always persisted. Even then I would manage to find things to be grateful for, like clean water, somewhere to sleep, food in my
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