January Gratitude

Every time I begin feeling sorry for myself about one thing or another, I run across someone who’s much worse off than I am. While I complain about our heating costs, one of my Twitter followers is heating her house with a kerosene heater because she can’t pay a $900 fuel bill. When I fret about my grandchild’s health problems, I remember my client whose 2-year-old niece has leukemia. With a change in our insurance coverage, we’re struggling to pay our medical bills, but an online friend can’t afford a critical surgery.

I’m not usually a “half-full” kind of gal until someone comes along with an empty glass. Why is it that I have so much trouble counting my blessings? Maybe it’s because I have so many. Here are three:

1. My home is warm even when the temperature here in Minnesota doesn’t get above zero for an entire week.
2. My son-in-law works for a company that provides great health insurance coverage for two of my grandkids who have health problems.
3. After my cataract surgery four years ago, I went from wearing inch-thick glasses to only reading glasses.