each day

is like a blessing with you

a tree set

to bloom into spring and

my mistakes still haunt me but

without those mistakes

I would not be right here right now and

all the pain

is what gets me through to

the next step

of this passage so

I know I must greet it with gratitude and

the days arrive like rainstorms

when the sun is shining yet

I would not have been able

to see this coming and

I would not trade this for anything but

each meal is a gift and

each week is a dream and

I do not dread

opening my eyes in the morning

anymore

because being here

and being with you

is christmas cake with feathery snow

I do not question why

I changed my life

because now I know