Count your Blessings

I went to physical therapy today.  Across from me in the waiting room was a woman probably in her late 30's with the most perfect legs and a pair of shoes that any woman would love to have.  Beautiful heels.  I haven't been able to wear heels for a few years now.  All of a sudden, right in public, I had a silent pity party. Since I am a very positive person, this is very unusual for me.

As I sat there wishing I could wear heels, a good looking young man passed in front of me in a wheelchair.  Wow, I thought, at least I can walk.  It may be difficult for me, but I can do it.

Then an older man and a young woman sat down.  I noticed that he was using sign language and I thought, what have I got to complain about.  I may wear hearing aids, but I can hear.  I am so blessed.  I can hear the birds singing in my yard every morning and I can hear my son's voice every day when we chat, always ending with "I love you."

Finally there was a girl about l8 with her leg in a small cast and using crutches.  By this time my pity party had ended.  I have so much to be thankful for.  I have a lot of pain, but when I look at others and think of the people in the world who are suffering, I will be like Pollyanna and play the glad game.  You can always find something to be glad about if you try.

So, count your blessings as the old song says, "name them one by one, count your many blessings see what God has done"

Until next time
Be kind to one another