It has been said that it is good to count your blessings.
Can I make it to 100? Perhaps, but that might be ambitious, or would bore, or could lead me toward pride or vain imagination:
I have great health, all of what I need to work, works!
Love has been no stranger to me
Loss only visits once in a while and does not stay long
Mom is gone, but her memory is always nearby and a pleasant one
Dad lives on in my hands, and now my feet, most of all my heart
There are abundant places to be alone, and comfortable peace is waiting there
When I work, my heart works with me, hardly any drudgery
Relaxing is natural, anxiety is a foreign agent, not allowed in this country
Physical pain is very minimal and with a good therapist, relief is only an hour away.
Freedom is showing up everywhere:
I am freed from caring (daily) for mom.
Free from self delusion, depression and despair
Free from 20 extra pounds that had slowed me down
Ready to walk through the mountains, which is almost free vacationing
I live free in America which is still the greatest country in the world
See? I could go on and on, but I must write someting else some where else,
so I bid you GOOD good day, and ask, 'What are you thankful for?'