A few days late is better than never.

I can't say that I've had much to celebrate in this past year. I don't consider 'surviving' to necessarily be something to cheer about. That's one of the reasons that I didn't do anything for my birthday, a few weeks back. I used the milestone as a way of marking time, saying "my 30's will be different".

But, I do have much to be thankful for. I have survived. Arguably the worst year of my life, if you rack up everything that's happened in the last year and change. I shan't recount those events here, most of you have read them all; I don't need to revisit them, yet.

Something I am most thankful for, is the realization of just how good, and how true, my friends have been to, and for, me. All of you, in one way or another, have given me: strength, a glimmer of something to look forward to, or simply the knowledge that I will get through this. Some have given more than others, but that's immaterial, really; and yes, I am including those of you who read this, but don't have journals here.

I thank you all. I don't want to think about how this last year would have been, without you.