Sitting in the park today after our wee picnic lunch, I couldn’t help but wonder if I deserve this.   The insanely adorable and precocious children, the loving husband (who went with me to see Twilight last night, and booed at the screen slightly less than when I dragged him to the last one), all this health, a lovely home and enough food to eat (even if it is barely edible, I AM the one cooking it after all) and more than one dear friend.

I’m not bragging, just making a mental note of how grateful I am.  I’m reminded far too often of how circumstances change in an instant.  So for today, I’m counting my blessings.