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Dear God,

You didn't have to give us a beautiful February.
You didn't have to give us weather that allowed snow boots on Friday and sundresses on Sunday.
You didn't have to give us sunny walks to class to lift our spirits.
You didn't have to give us a perfect weekend for camping.

But then again,
You've always been one for doing things
you didn't have to do.

Thank you for turning my weeping into dancing.
Thank you for filling me with joy and hope and fire.
Thank you for setting me free.
Thank you for the little things,
like beautiful Februaries.

I love you more than words can say.

Yours forever,
George