I love that I don't ask for much for Christmas.
I love my lingering love for Jeopardy.
I love that death does not really scare me.
I love that my voice is "distinct."
I love that I am learning to pick my fights.
I love that I was less shy at parties this year.
I love that I dance with abandon.
I love that my hair is a perfect perch for stuffed animals.
I love my openness to change.
I love that I laugh loudest.
I love my smile.
Next week is the Very Last Love 365!
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