Grateful my SIL invited me over to watch football and eat wings, especially because I had to drive there and home in the dark and that was the farthest I've driven in the dark since the accident.
Grateful I have to go back to work tomorrow because I will be forced to do my long commute. Although it is the last thing I want to do, I also know I can't go on with the tension my anticipation brings me much longer. I need to burst my fear bubble.
Grateful to take one thing at a time and control my timetable where I can.
Grateful to know that just because some other people would not share my fear, that doesn't mean anything worse about me. We all have our own path.