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Being Thank Full




There are some days in life when everything goes your way. Life feels good and easy. Worries and concerns that you might have had a few days ago seem to roll off you. Today is one of those days.

I feel thank full. Full of thanks for the joy that has been today.

It is the first of October and here in the UK, the weather is exceptionally mild and I am on holiday in Cornwall.





I am rested and refreshed. Today I stood on the beach watching dogs frolick, surfers dipping in and out of the waves and felt the warmth of sunshine on my face. I've eaten great food, laughed loud, read books and stood under the stars with the man I love.




Yes today really was a great day and I am thank full.

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