Oct 11, 2009

Trying to be thankful

Just like Muddy Waters, I get the blues. I woke up this morning and told myself to be thankful for all personal blessings that I do have. I have a roof, I have food. I have a job and an upcoming second one. I have a kid that loves me. I have a beautiful dog that knows all my secrets and has licked every tear from my eyes. So all in all I do have blessings. Things get all wiry and hairy and out of perspective. I must persevere. Look at Nelson Mandela. (No, I am not comparing myself). He went through hell and he hung in there. I am sure his experiences were way worse than mine. So in the words of someone...I shall overcome and come out on top. Or not. But dammit, I am going to give it my best. My son offered to cook me breakfast this morning. My dog got in bed with me and than we all jumped in Jesse's bed and harassed him. These are the moments people. When I smell that child's hair and hear him giggle at 19, that is my life vitamin to move forward. Plus, Baggy Pants switched computers yesterday and we are now using his "uber" cool one. 26"inch hi-def monitor, all the flashy features. Kenny bought him this. Gave him money ever month to buy a part until he had them all to build this. So I am now typing my blog on the computer my son built with his own two hands. I am happy today. The tears do dry. They might come back, but they will dry.

2 comments:

Whitemist said...

Hang in there, things do get better, besides EVERYONE gets the blues now and then

Lori said...

Whitemist- Yes, we all do I believe. I think that is why I have a true affection for old blues music. I understand it. Be well my friend.