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Well, it’s official. The Seasonal Affective Disorder which I previously suffered in northern winters has, after eleven years in Florida, become a mirror-image summer malady. One where the environment (and my inability to adapt to it, despite major effort) prevents me from fully living. Where I slowly and inexorably lose my joie de vivre as I forego things that are important to my well-being. Just as I used to in those gone-but-not-forgotten winters, I start out determined to

As the holidays approach this year, I realize that my dread of the season has significantly lessened (perhaps a silver lining of estrangement ) but my habit of reviewing the blessings in my life (you can read about that here and here ) is entrenched. This year, in addition to the evergreen items on my gratitude list (my gorgeous sanctuary, my continued solvency, my progress in healing and thriving), there’s plenty to add to the list: Complete recovery from last year’s back