I remember a time, not too long ago, when all I wanted to do when I came home from work was have a glass of wine and play a game of Scrabble. It was a simple request, but it got me through the night. I can look back on it now as a distant memory. I will smile and file it away with many other memories that I probably won't conjure too often. But every once in a while, I will think back and I will be grateful for everything I enjoyed and everything I endured, because I wouldn't be where I am today otherwise. And where I am today is pretty darn good.
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