Okay, so I spent the day in Little Rock with my mama and Rufus picking up our stuff for Race for the Cure on Saturday and hanging out by the river. (We actually saw the little rock. (There actually is one.) If you had asked me around 6, I'd've said that today was my best day since I've gotten back to Arkansas. And then there's my father... Who I can't stand. And who doesn't do the best job of standing me either.
So, I suppose, tonight I have a question: How do you focus on the good of your day when the bad is so much easier to remember? I'm still looking for an answer.
But I think listing up my gratitude is a good start, so:
I am grateful for:
* Race for the Cure.
* love.
* The Last Word.
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