No matter what chaos or grief is in my life, I have to sometimes thwack myself over the head to remember remember remember (did I saw remember?) to be oh so thankful and grateful for each and every day.
I woke up alive, a roof over my head and food in the cabinet. Angels on earth (YOU!) and those from parts unknown, the heavens above and far flung ports that somehow conspire to keep this fool alive.
Thank you, thank you thank you!
It's so easy for me to complain when I should shut up and be grateful. It's a tough row to hoe. I should just smile and be humble with profound gratitude.
Sail on in
and camp awhile...