And I'm grateful ... that Friday I was able to drive to the city (for a funeral) and back without my furry little security blanket, Katie. This was the first time since the onset of the panic/anxiety disorder that I've made this round trip completely alone and a really big leap of faith.
And I'm grateful ... for the friends and church members who helped put together a very special birthday surprise for our priest and simultaneously for a young man who our church has adopted. It was a real piece of work to pull it together but it was a huge success!
And I'm grateful ... for the daffodils I see blooming along the sides of the roads; they're the promise of Spring.
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