Haven’t written here in a while and will take my entries someplace else in the new year. 12/28/2011 – I’m grateful, at the end of this year, for love. My boyfriend’s love, my closest friend’s, my mother’s, and if this were a list I’d care to write, it surely wouldn’t end here. I’m equally thankful to be provided the opportunity to love – especially those mentioned beforehand, but also many others, people, things, that bring joy to my life and help to armour me against depression. Grateful, more than anything, for having desires, for allowing myself to have hope. Desire, perhaps the opposite of depression, and the prerequisite for bringing to life the Serenity Prayer which I used to have on my list of 43 things as a reminder of what’s possible and what isn’t. I don’t pray, ever, and I finally decided to remove this “goal” today, but I continue to be thankful for every instance in the past year which honored this wish, or, more adequately, this hope: the hope “to be granted the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and to have the wisdom to know the difference”. And last but not least, I am thankful for the external factors that allow me the freedom to pursue the things I wish to pursue. The lucky circumstances of my life, including my own health and the health of others.