Dear God,

Thank you. For giving me three memorable, adventurous and wild years. For not forsaking me during all the kaandis i had been upto in those years. For always being there. Thank you for him. For all the growing up and glimpses of womanhood i experienced with him. For seeing me through my obsessions and my heartbreak. For watching over me as i weep, because you know it's the first little step to getting better. For memories. Wonderful, wonderful memories. For giving me the strength to heal, and making it easier by bringing several distractions my way. For keying my dance instructor to start off dance classes again. For giving me friends who let me be, and parents who do much more than that. Thank you for giving me truckloads of empathy for everybody else, and merciless criticism for myself. For letting me be a gypsy and then, letting me find my way back home.

Dear God, thank you for everything.