I sit here on this rainy Monday morning wondering if I should continue my blog on gardening. I want to; however, I keep having this same thought intruding my mind. Why am I so fortunate?
I am fortunate to have a great family and that includes all my extended family. We are large in numbers and are all very close. My cousins and I grew up seeing a lot of each other and we are good friends.
The friends in my life are also precious. I suppose that is a redundant statement as if they were not precious we would not have the relationship we enjoy.
I have not had to endure any hardships in my life to date. I hope I have not jinxed myself by saying so. I have my health, a lovely marriage with two great kids. We have no major worries, but around me people I hold near and dear are suffering.
My girlfriends have had to deal with the loss of close family members and I have not. They have also had to deal with a lot of hardships and struggle to get to where they are at now. I have not. My life has not been handed to me on a silver platter. I do work hard and appreciate all I have and try not take anything for granted. I do feel guilty at times that I am fortunate and give myself a slap when I complain about trivial things, knowing that ‘it could be worse’.
I guess I keep wondering when it will be my turn to deal with ‘crap’