An Immaculate Conception

I'm reading Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert and in one of the chapters, a group of friends gather around on Thanksgiving to celebrate a birthday. They end the evening with the American custom of joining hands and saying what they're most grateful for, and as they each articulated their blessings I was moved to tears. That took me by surprise because I haven't had much time to be sentimental this past few months...but I wanted my turn too. So here it goes:

I am grateful to the Universe who has always given me everything I have asked for, and never more than I can bear.