I am grateful for my husband, who told me in the middle of my injury induced depression that he had signed on for the long haul and I could not scare him off.

I am grateful for my tri-buddy Mike the PT who came back to work today and was able to treat me and gave me reason to be very hopeful.

I am grateful that 1/2 of the 80 essays I have to grade today are now behind me...

Oh...and good red wine and dark chocolate...every day I am grateful for that.

And the past few weeks I am very, very thankful for the other girls loitering about in the walking wounded forum, with their broken bits and pieces, they have given me support and made me laugh.