Stress may come and stress may go but counting your blessings should never been far from thought. When the stress gets high, it is not time to think about car payments, the mortgage or mounting healthcare bills. This is the time when it is more important than anything else to remind yourself of those blessings you have in your life every day.
What am I grateful for? What have I overcome in life to become the person I am today? How much richer is my life because of the people I have in it?
My grandmother has a saying she shares quite frequently: “I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man that had no feet.” We were poor and I couldn’t even convey in words how much we didn’t have and how poor we really were because no matter how many times we had to count dimes to get something from the store, we never went hungry and we were never short on love.
I am reminded today of this saying as my husband and I are both greatly underemployed. Our health insurance is through Cobra and as of November 1st, 2009, our deductibles and out of pocket amounts have hit a high that makes your sick to your stomach. We are about to break into our emergency fund and every day is another challenge on how to cut costs.
But as I snuggled with my husband in bed yesterday morning, I realized how truly blessed we are. You see, I was able to snuggle with my husband. My head rested on his shoulder and my arm draped over his stomach. No artificial life support hoses were blocking my path. The noise of drip machines, ventilators or g-tube feeding machines was replaced with the silence before the dawn. The crackling and popping noise that once filled his lungs was now silenced as his new clean lungs filled deeply. My head nestled into his neck where a tube used to be to help him breathe. His skin dark and tan instead of blue from lack of oxygen.
Yes, his second chance at life is my blessing. His new lungs from a miracle organ donor are my blessing. The fact that I once remember saying to him that I wanted nothing more than to be able to wrap my arms around him without all the tubes and finding that dream fulfilled is my blessing. Seeing the smile on his face, even when he does something classically “man”, is my blessing.
So, no matter what life throws at you and how much you think you cannot survive another day, count your blessings for they are what truly matter in this world and the one thing no one can take away from you.