gorgeous voices, music you can sing to, everything frezzo, ms. jackson, & dave taught me
the best friends who support and love me to the end
doctors who squeeze me in the day i call for an appt
a fractured, versus a broken thumb. we all know how much worse it could have been had i not seen the dr.
being allowed to still play sports, not need a cast, only wear a splint when exercising.
my fball team whom i realized is another family to me
coach worried for me, prayed, recommended an orthopedist, offered to help look at my portfolio
my boss/job for being flexible while i ran around for doctors this week
my fam who didn’t freak out when i said “broken thumb,” but who supports me through everything
my daddy, who, back when i managed lax+fh, came out to games even if all i did was sit and record tallies in books
turkey bowl, the fact that i’m a better fball player now. my dad might even come out to see me play. which i feel sad that he’s never one of his kids play sports on a team
being able to talk about fball with daddy.
going out with my bests to do things outside my comfort zone aka dancing.
my running bet with greyson, helps keep me motivated and in shape
running again, its that glorious free feeling. that extra half mile that pushes me
indoor tracks, gym membership
easy work weeks to catch up on side projects
the campaign celebration went well, good networking/food/drinks
credit cards to cover all my medical expenses
sweatshirts, sweatpants, cozy clothes to lounge in
the brisk, fall air
bmore, bffs, bests, families. the people that are home to me.
