Struggles and Blessings

I have come to realize that I whine a lot. At least in my head. I'm sure quite a bit of it comes out of my mouth as well. I need to stop...I am so incredibly blessed! The past few weeks and months I've watched several friends go through incredible difficulties. One lost his daughter to cancer in early May, and then his son passed away in early June. Another has a son with cystic fibrosis who is in need of a second round of transplants (lungs and liver). One friend has spent the past year fighting for her marriage (and finally seems to be winning), and another's husband just left her this morning (hence, this post). She has two children, whom I love dearly, who don't understand why their parents are doing this. Another friend is the primary caregiver to a cousin with a form of ALS that supposedly takes longer to do it's awful work. Meaning he will have to suffer longer. Several friends are out of work with few possibilities in the future. The list goes on and on.

But I AM BLESSED!!! My family is healthy, my husband is faithful and loving; we both have jobs; my children don't get into any major trouble. I have my house, more cars than drivers (for another few days), my pets, and my extended family; we never miss meals; we are able to go on vacations; I work with kind, loving people; I attend a church with so much faith and spirit it oozes out the cracks in the walls. Thank you, God. I'll try not to whine any more.