# February

Into the second month with a bout of health issues. Food poisoning, dysphagia, itches, referals, tests. I must say difficulties and the not so good times sure can make one feel loved, or forgotten. It also makes me cherish the things that matter, fighting the battles worth fighting for, and saying the things that will leave no regret. I sometimes wonder if I'm supposed to feel this way, reflecting like a person setenced to death, or perhaps it was a deliberate gift from above, to help me see things the way it was meant to be, for divine reasons suspect only to myself. In everything, give thanks.