A Poem: Convince

The disease has
Kicked my butt.
My job is to convince
Myself it hasn’t.


When I find myself thinking, “why me?” I try to talk myself up. I say a little prayer, “why am I so blessed?”

And try and do “Gratitudes”. Gratitudes are thanking God for all the things I normally take for granted; shelter, food, clothes, etc., etc.

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