Grace

The past few weeks have been full of ups and downs and sideways emotions, with my alternating between feeling fully in command to feeling like I'm holding onto the hood of a speeding car in a McG tv series. 

In the living of it, I sometimes get a bit maudlin... Well if we are being honest, and I always try to be, I get depressed. It's difficult to climb back out, which is probably a bummer for the people around me who care enough to try to pull me out. 

But they stay. And they smile. They hold me up and remind me that there is sunshine in my life, even when things are dark.

They take me back to times when my life looked more than hopeless. And somehow, through grace or luck or the work of a surely weary guardian angel, I've survived.

When I finally come back to that, I feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for these beautiful people. They're my heroes, and most don't even know it. They make me get up every morning and try again. They make me believe that, in the end not only will the struggle have been worth it, but that happiness is possible in my future. And through their strength, I find my own.

So I wanted to say thank you to you. All of you. For supporting me, for believing in me, for loving me.

I love you too.

- L.