July is the month I was born. July is the month I celebrate my life. Each birthday reminds me of how blessed I am to be alive, to be able to breathe without oxygen (most of the time), to be able to raise my children, love my husband and live my life.
I walked up a hill the other day. When I reached the top I stopped and cried. My tears were for the struggle I felt in my chest, air does not come easy these days. I cried for my friends, many were much younger then I, who can not walk up hills anymore, I cried with gratefulness for I had done something I couldn't have done a few months earlier.
I am stable. Again. I celebrate because I can.
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A little restaurant downtown Hickory has a sign that says, "Until further notice, celebrate everything." I love this post because you are indeed celebrating. Cheers!
Thanks for inspiring me to be more thankful for the things I take for granted.
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