I remember a time when I was fortunate enough to be trapped under a car, begging to see “just another day!”.
I had so much I needed to do. So much I needed to say.
Somehow,
this morning,
when I was asked how I was doing,
I had the nerve to say
”Eh Just another day.”.
Not in a grateful way.
There is a lot of nerve here.
Mad at the rain, as if it doesn’t sustain us.
Mad at a job, as if it doesn’t keep food coming in.
Don’t be fooled by the “We are allowed to want more!” voices.
Whether they are right or not, that attitude keeps us from truly respecting what we have.
I can pretend that I didn’t didn’t BEG for this day, but I would only be cheating myself.