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It is one of the loneliest thanksgiving days I have passed. I miss my Americans and I love celebrating these days like the first time I did, however I am still thankful. Here some of the reasons: 1. I survived Covid (so far) 2. I have a job, a warm place and food in my fridge 3. The core part of my family also survived Covid 4. My failures, that shows me my capacity to learn (even though I sometimes miss some of them) 5. My friends! It’s amazing going to every major capital city in Europe and find a friend to meet 6. My mentors, the ones living and the ones passed away 7. My health, not only I survived Covid but I feel better and better 8. Every serious relationship I've been in. Because that's where I've gotten my biggest lessons about women. 9. Living in Europe, having different seasons during the year, taking the train 10. All the traveling I've done that showed me we are not so different 11. My sister, always warming me up 12. My photography, they way I want to see the world. Above all, my happy thanksgiving


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