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    Of the three beds in this room, mine is the one by the window. The view out the window is lovely. There is a Black Eyed Pea Vine that is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. Beautiful. And there are trees and the sky beyond.

   So there’s the bad and the good. The accident and all the difficulty that has followed, together with all the things that are nourishing and supporting me.


   In the end, there is just acceptance, appreciation, and gratitude.

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