I am thankful for my organs, that function well on a day-to-day basis. I am glad my toes bend, and my arms work, and my pants fit. I am happy my Achilles tendons, though malformed, have supported me all this time. I appreciate all the smiles that surround me, whether full of shiny whites, spots and specks, or imperfect canines. I am so lucky to have work again, and more importantly, to feel like opportunities exist. Thank you bills, that bring me joy to finally pay. Thank you inconveniences, that underline the overall ease of my life. Thank you problems, that bring me closer to myself and others. Thank you words, for falling into place, and fingers for letting them drop. Thank you thanks, you’re welcomes, and how-do-you-dos. Thank you thoughts, truths, and shouts. Thank you diction, moods, and themes. Thank you capitals, lowercases, and the dots and swirls that freckle the space around you. Thank you love, for leaving so we could both come back. Thank you family, for quietly rebuilding my heart. Thank you friends, for incessantly bearing with me, even now, and even now, and even now. Thank you beginnings, middles, and ends, for knowing just when to show up to the party, and especially when to leave. Thank you, really – kindly, firmly, and often.