This has been an exceptionally challenging week.
Yesterday I seemed to hit one speed bump after another in the office. Speed bumps of challenges.
The weather has been awful. Dark. Windy. Gray. Seems to end for a day and returns. My knees hurt from multiple trips to the barn, in snow too deep for our tractor to clear the steep barn drive.
Yesterday, however, I was reminded of who and where I really am in this world.
I am blessed. As I stare out my office window at the beautiful landscape I remind myself that I am sitting in a warm chair, in a warm room, with electricity.
My heart reaches out to those that have nothing.
When I spilled milk this morning for the house baby, as the little tike cried louder and louder, and my body wasn’t functioning all that well yet, I remembered my blessings.
Have a beautiful day, whatever you do! I hope you remember to count your blessings too.