If I’m strong enough, weightlifting.

Peace.

When I was in the coma a lot of people prayed for me. God did the real work that made me conscious again. .He did that again last month when I had a seizure.

My faith. It says the sufferers are created by God, and He doesn’t create anything that’s ugly. If the suffering’s ugly, the sufferers made it ugly.

I remember Gratitude dancing with me. She’s not afraid of my wheelchair. She knows she has no need to be, and I’m extremely grateful for that.

I haven’t met any new people in a while.

Reading, typing, and watching TV.

I could do a “click to donate” thing if I could find one.

Life. Even though it’s not fair, it feels great to be alive. God has kept me alive after I almost died many times.

My physical disability can be challenging, but it makes me gentle. It also gives me a more open mind to things most people would probably call impossible.

The future must include all of us,

I might even have helped through prayer without even knowing what I was praying for.

I think of love as a form of art.

May we be more peaceful to each other, and may there be no more war.

I look at art as a miracle. I thank God for giving us the ability to create it.

I’m grateful for all books. Now I’m reading one called CHARLESTON.

I remember being a needing friend. i was lonely in those days because it seemed that either my family or my attendant would respond to my need to go places. Those days are over now, but I still need help to travel because with my physical disability it would be suicide to travel by myself.

World Peace Day is definitely a day to be grateful for!

I thank God for all of nature.

I don’t know if I’m more alive than most people or not, but even though I’m 44 years old I still feel like a teenager.