there are innumerable people to thank for helping one create a site such as this.

for one, there is one’s’ parents, without whom this one would have died.

for two, there are one’s’ spiritual gurus, the christ, buddha, and one’s’ other friends.

for three, there are secret angels living amongst one’s’, teachers and guides along the way.

for four, there is the land on which one’s’ stands, mother gaia, who demands remembrance.

for five, there are protectors, service members, unsung heroes, and decorations of all stripes.

for six, those brothers and sisters and dragons who got one’s’ back no matter how much it hurt.

for seven, there is the heaven principle, available to one’s’ now on earth when one’s’ is heavenly.

for eight, there are the great dates, the firsts and the lasts, and the times one’s’ remember.

for ten, there is the loss that is really a win because one’s’ serves others and not oneself.

for eleven, there are the story-tellers, the brave lions and benevolent witches and outfits.

for twelve, there is grandfather clock, who always strikes in the only time there is: now.