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Dear Universe,
I've been in a little bit of a snit with you lately, and I just realized that I'm out of line. Yes, my HMO sucks and yes it sucks that I hurt myself, and yes it sucks that so many people I love are so far away from me. But you're not all bad, Universe. There are some other things I feel really blessed to have, and I want to tell you about them. Just to show that I mean it.
I have friends who plot my happiness. Notable in this category are![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
srl who baked and sent me amazing cookies and coffee cake, and included an awesome card that is going on my fridge, and nineinchlovely who advised him on my tastes and totally kept his secret.
I have friends who have my back, always. People who look out for me and stand up for me and think that I deserve the best in life. This list is actually pretty long these days, and I'm so incredibly lucky.
I have most of my parents and all of my biological grandparents. I have two sisters who are the best sisters I could have. I have a home with someone who loves me and a comfy couch and food in my pantry.
I got hurt, but I can heal. Notably, my arm feels tons better, even if my sling didn't get here in time. I'll be back in the gym this weekend and eventually i'll be lifting and running (and hating it) again.
I have work and insurance, and I will have better work and better insurance. I know it.
I live in a wonderful, beautiful city just blocks from the lake. I am surrounded by homes with beautiful gardens that I can enjoy any time I take a walk. I have an independent video store with sweet and sexy flamy employees and a huge selection. Last night I met up with friends, several old, several new, many of each who exlaimed in joy when I came through the door.
I had lunch with a friend and we were discussing hard things and it bummed me out. And then I remembered that I had him to discuss them with, and that he's been my friend for more than 10 years. When things are good, we celebrate together. When things are hard, well, we're together for that, too. I might suck at romance, but at least sometimes it looks like I can get a relationship right.
I'm blessed and I know it. Sorry I got so cranky for a while. Thanks for understanding.
I've been in a little bit of a snit with you lately, and I just realized that I'm out of line. Yes, my HMO sucks and yes it sucks that I hurt myself, and yes it sucks that so many people I love are so far away from me. But you're not all bad, Universe. There are some other things I feel really blessed to have, and I want to tell you about them. Just to show that I mean it.
I have friends who plot my happiness. Notable in this category are
srl who baked and sent me amazing cookies and coffee cake, and included an awesome card that is going on my fridge, and nineinchlovely who advised him on my tastes and totally kept his secret. I have friends who have my back, always. People who look out for me and stand up for me and think that I deserve the best in life. This list is actually pretty long these days, and I'm so incredibly lucky.
I have most of my parents and all of my biological grandparents. I have two sisters who are the best sisters I could have. I have a home with someone who loves me and a comfy couch and food in my pantry.
I got hurt, but I can heal. Notably, my arm feels tons better, even if my sling didn't get here in time. I'll be back in the gym this weekend and eventually i'll be lifting and running (and hating it) again.
I have work and insurance, and I will have better work and better insurance. I know it.
I live in a wonderful, beautiful city just blocks from the lake. I am surrounded by homes with beautiful gardens that I can enjoy any time I take a walk. I have an independent video store with sweet and sexy flamy employees and a huge selection. Last night I met up with friends, several old, several new, many of each who exlaimed in joy when I came through the door.
I had lunch with a friend and we were discussing hard things and it bummed me out. And then I remembered that I had him to discuss them with, and that he's been my friend for more than 10 years. When things are good, we celebrate together. When things are hard, well, we're together for that, too. I might suck at romance, but at least sometimes it looks like I can get a relationship right.
I'm blessed and I know it. Sorry I got so cranky for a while. Thanks for understanding.