When I wrote earlier this week that my time of being healthy was over, I had no idea what was around the bend.  Let’s just simply say I haven’t been that sick in at least 10, if not 15, years.  I am still trying to recover, and frankly discovering it hard to concentrate on much of anything today. 

I find the whole thing humbling, honestly.  We all strive to convince ourselves that we have such great strength, or that we can do things “on our own.”  But then you get sick, injured, or lose your job, and suddenly you can’t even get out of bed!  How we take the little things for granted!

Even after spending a whole week focusing on things to be thankful for, I never realized how nice it is to be able to get off the couch to get a glass of water.  Or to have the ability to find a blanket without being overwhelmed by nausea. 

Today I look out my window into a world that seems a little brighter.  A world I take a little less for granted.  Suffering can teach us things pleasure and happiness never could.  Funny that.