DAY 12: I'm grateful for belly laughter--the kind that erupts from you in guffaw and bellow until it feels as though the walls of your lungs may meet, and still you laugh--silently, breathlessly, just WAITING for the next inhale, finally gasping and gulping to go again. Those salty sweet tears streaming down into your mouth? The vein in your forehead bulging with the pressure of the joy behind your face? They're telltale signs of a happy spirit and a careless soul. And the friends with whom you share these moments: PRICELESS. Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me.