Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Count Your Blessings

It's a good idea from time to time—especially at times when we're sad, discouraged, or depressed—to take a moment, a pencil, and a sheet of paper, and write down every item for which you are grateful. You may draw a blank, at first. Here are a few to get the ball rolling:
  • ten fingers
  • working legs and feet
  • good health
  • breathing
  • father
  • mother
  • siblings
  • spouse
  • children
  • electricity
  • pay check
  • friends
  • things you're good at
  • things you enjoy, even if you're not good at them
  • a warm, perpetually burning sun just eight light-minutes away
  • childhood friends you still have
  • childhood friends you've lost track of
  • an ex- that taught you something, or caused you to learn it on your own
  • the roof over your head
  • the food in your fridge
  • the heat at your baseboard
  • clean water to drink
I could probably fill up the whole internet before I was done writing everything down, and I haven't even listed any specific to me, yet. Here are some:
  • My friend Chris, who was my best friend from Kindergarten to second grade and invited me for sleep overs. I forgive you for running me over with your bike when our families went camping. I tripped in front of you, and I realize now you couldn't stop. It didn't hurt, I was just scared.
  • My friend, Thom, who since seventh grade has always treated me as if I belong, no matter how long it is between visits.
  • My ex-, because of whom I learned that before you can care for others you have to care for yourself, first, and take care not to lose or sacrifice what you are to please someone else.
  • Mom, who accepted me as her own son when she married Dad and raised me to love God and other people. 
  • Dad who protected my brother Tom and me from... stuff, and made a safe, healthy, and happy home for our family.
  • My therapist who after my divorce taught me I'm OK just the way I am. Great, in fact. And that I cannot expect others to empathize, be courteous, and care for me the way that I do them, because they can't. That's a special gift of mine. I have to communicate with people.
  • The judge who scored me low at NYSSMA choral competition and taught me I'm not all that.
  • After years of trial and error, I am quite adept at providing a living for myself.
  • I am blessed with musical talent and full use of my hands, ears, eyes, and voice in order to both perform and enjoy music.
  • I have seen a sunrise.
  • I have seen a sunset.
  • I have seen a lunar eclipse
  • I have seen a solar eclipse
  • I have seen a comet
  • I grew up with brothers and sisters who are also my friends, and on whom I know I can rely if ever I am in need.
  • I live in a country where I have the freedom to succeed or fail, as I choose.
That's hardly any of what I'm thankful for, but if I fill up the internet you'll never get to read my post.

Happy Holidays,
Bob

4 comments:

  1. I am thankful for Bob who never ceases to make me proud and always reminds me of how blessed I am that he is my son.

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  2. You will always be so much more than you will ever know. You're a wonderful human being. I've always thought so, and I always will. Have an awesome Christmas, Bobby. Thank you for everything. Thank you for being you. Most of all, thank you for showing me a new way to look at the popcorn ceiling. Btw, that NYSSMA choral judge gave me a yucky score too.

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  3. I'm thankful to count good friends among my blessings. Especially one who was good to me when he didn't have to be; who was nice enough to take me on adventures; who helped me find a me I like better than any me I've ever known.

    He'd have to be a pretty special guy. Don't you think?

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  4. Thanks, all, for very kind words.

    That guy, does sound special.

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