Infinite Blessings

Each morning as I wake, I stare at the ceiling, glad to slip another breath of life.

I am grateful for and with the presence of mindfulness to take on all minutes of the day;

To do what I love, what I hate — in stride one moment to the next, on my way.

I am delighted with an insatiable appetite to work, put in work, and for many years got worked.

I am lucky for so many attempts, fails, and revisions.

I am grateful for ever-expanding capabilities and learning disabilities;

That I can rise above myself and retire tired worries to the shelf.

I am pleased with the dome that protects my head;

The fabric on my back, and soles beneath my feet.

I am thankful for a stash of cash in the bank;

Even when I had None — like a Nun — I still gave thanks.

I am grateful for family, friends, colleagues; who support and show their care;

Even when there is no love — I am still fortunate they can share.

I am glad for my faults, follies and coming up short — falls;

If given an alternative reality — I would choose Me — I am lucky to just Be.

Amidst the chaos, the uncertainty, the Commotion, the Co-dependence, the Co-vid;

I Commiserated the necessity for Collaberation and Commemorated the Conditions for change.

I appreciate blood and bonds, who are here and gone;

I am appreciative of a circle of confidants, who glow brighter as the years shrinks tighter;

If I haven’t said it, I mouth it with my actions.

If you are reading this, then it is not too late: To say — You are Appreciated.

Thank You for being apart of my Life and this Wonder-Filled Experience!

Each night as I close my eyes, I stare into a bottomless pit, glad to slip what could be my very last breath.