I think it all starts with breath. Breathe and remember gratitude, and then you can remember how to believe.
But it's like walking on ice, with its constant sliding, slipping, falling ... Like bambi on a skating rink.
There are days when remembering comes easier, and days where it's hard.
Today there is a constant danger of falling.
I must remember gratitude. I must remember to breathe.
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