This is a day I am just happy to be here. I had an accident in '88, (I have written about it in my blog before, but, of course, can't find the stupid link...) But, ya know, today I don't want to talk about it.
I have Husband who loves me. Rudee dog, who gives me more respect and admiration than I probably deserve, and my two llamas, who remind me that the dog isn't always right. I have my two cats, one who is like a Superball on speed, the other who tries to imitate a throw pillow at regular intervals. I have several chickens, who bite me with depressing regularity, but also are happy to see me in the mornings, and light on my shoulder when it's feed time.
I have a home that is warm, dry and comfortable. Several gardens, flower and veggie, and enough to share. I have friends, blog and local. I am feeling pretty good most days, (other than when I choke on my tea, like I just did, argh...), and so far we take care of bills, love each other, and family is good.
I think, all in all, I have other things than that damnable accident to live for.
Take care of yourselves.
I know I am.