Said to be a bad luck day. But I am not really feeling that. Some things said and done and seen today sparked this realization for me. No biggie story..just anouther day, simple and free but a "refresh" of my focus somehow happened today and I am feeling blessed. Sure, we are not on our scheduled trip to Key West; sure, we are fighting cancer and grounded to the home; sure, we are scared, and yes there are so many scenarios that I don't even want think about, but no we are blessed.
I always was taught to count my blessings and as a child. So, every night I would do just that, as I said my "God-blesses". I would go on and on about having pets, toys, books, a great Mom and Dad, great sisters and a thanks for every single member of my family. I loved that part of my bedtime. I just do not know when I stopped, (..probably when I went away to college. Everything went to hell then, as I was a flower child, society/parent rebel and so on). I decided that it is something that I want to put back in my bedtime prayers.
Today, I am truly blessed and I count my blessings with every member of my family, all my sweet friends, with every well-wish received, every accomplishment, every plan ahead, every dream that I am able to dream, and with every day I have been allowed to be here with my sweet love, Alex. The smiles, the tears, the laughter, the banter, the relaxing, the and the love and caring shown to us all the moments big and small, sad and happy..and so on; mark the blessings. So now..a lifetime later, I get it, really want to live it not dissapoint myself and feel sorry for myself. Alex and I have been blessed most of all with strength. We need to recognize it, be amazed by it, be appreciative of it, know it, rely on it, along with all our other blessings.
