Love and Hope and all that jazz.
For the times when I know what the right thing to do.
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Tyler Gobble, who motivates me to try my hardest and do my best.
Maya Williams, who pushes me to think harder, forcing me to figure out who I am.
Michael King for keeping me on the right path and for smiling through the rocky parts.
Vicki Hays, what a wonderful Co.
I’m also grateful for
Molly Stover for reminding me that life is made to laugh at.
For knowing me better than I know myself, Kinsley Kemp gets the kudos.
Travis Anderson for keeping me sane.
Max for being himself.
My grandma because I love her and she’s the hardest working person I know.
William Holman for being inspiringly courageous.
and
For teaching me what unconditional friendship is, I credit Cody (D).
Cliffton and Tim for making my life smokey and fun.
Little Lauren Diaz for her encouraging text massages.
The tough lessons I learned from Mr. Alex Salmins.
Bob for being consistent, unrelenting, honest, and unconditional
My family for driving me crazy.
Mom. For giving birth to me and being the weirdest most wonderful person I’ve ever met.
And finally, despite my inability to articulate, I’m so enormously grateful for my life, with all this challenges and each of its perks.
I wouldn’t change a thing.
So my gratitude is stereotypical, but still
Thank you.
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