This week I am grateful for love.
My parents went away and I came down with a ridiculously terrible bug.
I am grateful for my grandmother who looked after me and dragged me to the doctor.
I am grateful for my parents who changed their flight to look after me when the doctor suspected something serious.
I am grateful for having people in my life who love me enough to be seriously worried about me.
(I am also mildly grateful for the joy that anti-biotics and Panadol bring. )