Trials of and for

In recent weeks, I have had to endure the reality of how fragile I am.

I have had to deal with multiple forms of automobile break-downs.  I have had a tooth pulled.  I have waited for over a week for art supplies.  I am not self-contained.

I am grateful.  Even with all the horrible things that have happened over the past few weeks, I am still grateful.  It has been trying.  I will never deny that.  The physical pain I am in now, is real and constant, and I am grateful.  The time I spent walking from place to place, reinventing the relationship of my shoes to the ground.

With all of this discomfort, how then could I be grateful?

Because I know the value of life.  I woke up today.  Yes, in pain, but I woke up.  The sun was shining and the coffee was good.  Cleaning off my vehicles from the spring snow helped get my mind off my tooth. Cold fresh air and stubborn men of winter.  No problem.

Sunday is special.  I fee it.  I know it.

I am grateful.  Trial on...