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Water and poems. Savouring them this early-morning.

My body is ridiculously tired, friend. It is in dire disrepair. I'm not super-optimistic of making it out of my fifties (4.5 years remaining). But what is true of me is true of everyone: every day one wakes up is gift, is grace, is miracle.

There are many "thankworthies" each day. Yesterday, seeing friends at St James's. Bob and Sarah. Katia and Anne, both over ninety. Hilary of the restorative hug. Debbie and Jackie at the diner after church. Getting errands done. Coming home to nap.

Julia (and Claire, and others), I hope your thanksgiving was graced. Thank you (both!) for your poetry.

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Thomas, thank you for sharing here. I hope you give that tired body of yours some extra nourishing kindness. I am sending you a whole ton of love, friend. Take the best care of you - you are so worth it. I appreciate you hugely.

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♥️♥️♥️ Thanks for all of this Julia! Very grateful for you!

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Thank you so much for taking the time to read. You are a gift. I am thankful for you too, dear Claire. I hope your Thanksgiving overflowed with love and all things yummy. xo

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