I am thankful for...
The shower drain that clogs sometimes because it means I have running water.
The bruise on my shin I got rushing to get to work on time because it means I have a job.
The frizz of my hair when it's humid because it means I have hair.
My parents' constant nagging about where I'm going because it means I'm loved and cared about.
The piles of dishes in the sink because it means my family is well fed.
The stress of school work, because it means I'm being educated.
My brother's loud snoring at night because it means that he's breathing.
My sore leg muscles because it means that I can run.
The lady behind me in church who sings loudly off key because it means that I can hear.
The scars on my skin because it means I have lived to tell the tale.
The freckles on my face because it means the sun is shining.
The test that I failed because it means I have room to grow.
My room that needs to be cleaned because it means I have a house.
The alarm I hear early in the morning because it means that I'm alive.
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