Friday, September 17, 2004 - I Can't Complain

I have no business bitching about my life. None at all. It's strange to think of my life this way, but I realize that I've got it better than almost everyone else in the world.

I've got:

• financial security (tenuous as that can be in this day and age)
• reasonable physical health
• reasonable mental health (slight madness aside)
• terrific relationships with most of my family (and at least cordial relationships with the rest)
• a happy marriage
• the best kids in the world (yeah, I know, your kids are the best in the world, not mine)
• good physical security
• few, but very close, friends
• spiritual peace (ok, how about not constant spiritual torment)
• time and capability to pursue intellectual enrichment
• rhythm (who could ask for anything more?)

This is an abbreviated list. Most people don't have all these things, and I know I don't deserve all that I have. I'm lucky or blessed or both.

What I will be judged upon is how I have used these blessings to help others.