Almost.

I'd say getting to 17 points of gratitude in a month that certainly didn't deserve any was quite a feat so GO. ME.
Points 18 - 30 consist of a love letter to my people. Because as much as I enjoy a life of hermit-ness, I rely heavily on my people to make it through every day. The 15 minute call with my mom on my ride home. The daily IM with Nicole B. that can be merely a "Hi, I heart you, you make life better" or a full blown vent-sesh that she totally doesn't have time for. I look forward to the point in my day when I see her name in my buddy list. (PS? Who at aol thought "buddy" was normal...hey 1957.) The text from Suz that let's me know she's making it through another day with strength and resolve. I miss her so much but also feel like we saw each other yesterday. The morning IM with Naz who has become one of my biggest cheerleaders. The calls with friends who have so much of their own shit to worry about, but still take on my worry as their own. My dude. Who picked my crying, heaving, snotting ass up off the floor all weekend (slash-the-past-two-years) and who believes in me enough for the both of us.
Finally, to November, for teaching me that no matter how depressed or beaten down or just effing tired I am...I will always be ok. Better than ok. The sunshine is coming...I just have to be patient. And work my ass off.