Glad I'm trying this a week after Thanksgiving, which was a truly horrible day, so..

1. My husband who somehow managed to survive his highly dysfunctional, emotionally abusive family with character, integrity, intelligence, and gentleness. He cared for me after my surgery the day before Thanksgiving, so selflessly and even made a small Turkey dinner Friday when my tummy could take it.

2. My recovery is moving along. I walked down the stairs with only minor pain this morning compared to the past 6 months of mornings

3. I have a family who loves me and the technology to let us communicate, though we are scattered far from each other.

4. My dogs who make me smile and laugh even when it hurts to.

5. That despite the pain the PD loved ones in my life have caused me, I finally see them for what they are. No more rose-colored glasses. Understanding is the first step to forgiving for me.