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I am thankful!

Today a friend sent me something quite precious and thought-provoking. In a time, she said, when all around her was bad news, she wanted to stop and reflect. On things that gave her joy, made her rediscover herself and those around her, love this one life we are given. A beautiful thought that she was kind enough to share...It is an example I am going to borrow...to count my blessings and be happy! So to celebrate 2008:
1) I am glad for a year that allowed us to restart our lives in a brand new land and swept the wind of change through our lives.
2) I am grateful for a year that allowed me to slow down, suck some air and look around me with a new pair of eyes.
3) I am glad to have had a year that allowed me to be daughter and sister for a while after a very, very long time. My parents and brother have been such an essential part of my life, I have taken them too much for granted from afar. 2008 let me do that for a while being close to them!
4) I am thankful for a year that allowed me stop and watch my second daughter grow up, infant to crawling to the rampantly hurtling toddler that she now is. Constantly my companion through the day, her unquestioning, demanding love have made the time fleeting. She now is a jumping, singing, dancing toddler whose penchant for dispensing kisses and hugs and smiles light up everybody's day!
5) I am proud for a year that saw my older daughter show the spirit and courage that tell me she will only make me prouder as she gets older. Traversing three cultures within a year and taking what she saw, heard, understood, she has emerged stronger sometimes, confused sometimes...but she has survived. And she has tales to tell. From leaving behind the only life and home she ever knew in California to stay with grandparents in a single room...from being in a US day care to going to a small temporary play school where she learned to say "tarban" like a pucca kannadiga...from all that, once she had found friends, leaving them behind one summer day to go to a country where she knew not the language nor any people...to a fancy British school and once again trying to find her friends and trying to fit in! I am proud of my little fighter!
6) I am grateful for having the opportunity to create new things and explore new opportunities. Taking time off from what had been a hectic ten years of working single-mindedly, has allowed me to look at other things in the world that interest me and refresh my life.
7) I am delighted with a year that allowed me to seriously catch up with old friends and make new ones who I hope will last. Life throws so many curveballs and being able to reconnect with a childhood classmate(s) has been one of the most refreshing things to have happened to me this past year. We share a link to the past and see ourselves as we have become with understanding, pride and comradeship!
8) I am in love with the year that gave me my tenth wedding anniversary. We have spent most of the year on different continents and have gone throough some very rough patches. But we are still together and that's what counts in the end.
9) I am grateful for a year that has opened many doors for us while not shutting any.
10) Finally, I am happy for a year, that brings one more...full of hope and possibility. The expectancy of something good and beautiful. From world events to our small microcosmic homes. For a year that has kept families together and given us the courgae to go on. For a year that was a roller coaster ride, with ups and downs. For a year that said: Hold on to your hats, Change is coming.

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