There are days when I think even atheists praise God. Today
is one of those days. Yesterday I heard some very disturbing news about a young
woman that reminded me of how blessed I am and have been. It’s not that I haven’t
had challenges, but knowing about the challenged faced by others has a way of
giving me perspective.
Counting my blessings
Today, I got up and went for a run. The sun is shining,
which is always a major event in Pittsburgh. As I ran along the river I really
experienced the splendor of it. I noticed the geese, the smells and enjoyed the
warmth of the sunshine on my face. With each step my faith was renewed. I don’t
know why I am so enormously blessed, but I believe that right thing to do, the
only thing I can do is to be grateful.
Once my toddler wakes up I am going to hug her hard and
enjoy every moment with her—even the crying, whining and potty accidents! (We’ll
see if that’s a reality. I am grateful, but I am not perfect.)
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