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My Parents: Even though I roll my eyes at them whenever they try to give me advice, I truly value their support, their "covered with cheese" jokes, their warped sense of humor, and their unconditional love. Oh yeah, and they buy me nice gifts too. I like that.
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My "Other" Parents (aka The In-Laws): Even though it has been close to 3 years since my husband has passed away, I continue to grow closer and closer to my in-laws. So much so, that I no longer think of them as my in-laws, but rather as my second set of parents. They truly are the strongest people I know on Earth, having played the cancer game, not once, but twice. So far the score is 1-1, which leads me to item #3....
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M.D. Anderson: One of the most respected cancer centers in the world. The place that lengthened the life of my husband. The place that knocked cancer out of the ball park for my "other mom." The place the "cured" two other good friends (Taylor no longer has Hodgkins and Randy no longer has Leukemia.) And the place the helps many more people today, such as
Debutaunt, a fellow H-Town blogger, a single mom, fighting Leukemia. As much as I despise making the drive out to Houston's Medical Center to go here, if it wasn't for this place, the lives of my friends and family would be much shorter.
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My friends: They hold me when I cry, and they spit their drinks out with me when they laugh. They sing louder than I do while driving in the car, and they shut their mouths when they know that I want the spotlight. They buy me tequila when I need a drink, and they hold my hair when I'm puking. They bring me chicken soup when I'm sick, and they buy me ice cream just because. My non-Texan friends take me on vacation with them on the days that I can't stand living in Texas, and my Texan friends eat BBQ and watch the rodeo with me on the days when I think that Texas ain't so bad after all. I would do anything for these people.
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My health: Enough said.
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My wealth: I am, by no means, rich. But my house was not blown away by Hurricane Rita, it was not flooded by Hurricane Katrina, or washed away by some Tsunami. I have too much clothes in my closet, and plenty of food in my pantry and belly. (WAY too much food in my belly.) In fact, the only thing that I don't have enough of, is purses.
But I'm working on that one as I type.
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My cat: She's such a ghetto cat. But I love her and she loves me. She greets me at the door when I come home and cuddles next to me when I'm asleep at night. She makes my life, home alone, not as lonely. Plus, she likes to scratch boys that come over to my house. That always makes me laugh.
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My DJ: Last, but definitely not least. I continue to learn from his death and appreciate my time, here on Earth.
Happy Thanksgiving to Everyone!
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