For learning experiences that challenge me and fulfill me.
For interactions with people different from me.
For opportunities to give and receive feedback.
For healthy and amazing kids.
For unbroken toes that allow me to walk in ridiculously hot, haute, uncomfortable shoes.
For short months.
For the ability to tell friends I love them and am thinking of them while they go through scary things. (AR you have my thoughts and alllllll my hoobie joobie.)
For friends who tell me they love me and are thinking of me while I go through scary things.
For the ability to learn and grow and understand my childhood and persona.
For the privilege of grad school and student loans.
For stargazer lilies.
For tattooed men.
For tattooed women.
For Kisha, sunflowers and the grateful dead.
For human interaction.
For broken hearts and first loves.
For the capacity to feel both.
For unending lists of things I am grateful for.