Every morning, when the sun breaks, my Abuelita Renee sits at the edge of her bed with her rosary in her hand and she recites prayer, bead after bead. She’s probably done this every single morning since she was probably 12 years old in Peru. She’s 82 now. I’m not all that religious but I think the act of thankfulness, faith and hope is so very beautiful. I think what she does every morning is special. And I know it helps her throughout her day. I was thinking this past weekend what I’m thankful for… The world feels like it’s crashing, things feel off and full of unrest but in my little world that I’ve created that’s full of friends and close family and Josh and Amelia, I’m happy. I feel thankful that we get to go on walks together. I’m thankful that I’m healthy and wake up every single day feeling good. I’m thankful for this space on the internet that let’s me create and make money all at the same time. I’m thankful that my family sacrificed so much to come to this country so I could lead a better life. I’m thankful that you’re all here. I’m …

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