I am so blessed.
Let me tell you why.
My children are healthy. The Man and I are, for the most part, healthy.
Paige found out yesterday she has a spur on her ankle bone. Fourteen years old and got a spur. How about that? We're still blessed, though. Why? Because my husband gets up every day and goes to work to provide us with a health plan that will help my child when this problem has to be addressed more thoroughly. She also has insurance with her bio-dad that will kick in and help out, too. Whatever she will need...she will get.
Makenna has allergies like nobody's business. The price she pays for living in the Bermuda Triangle for allergies. (I promise you, this place is crazy with allergies. I stand on the belief that this base was built on a swamp and the land is still pissed about it and, therefore, tortures us all with bad allergies.) Yet, every night, she takes her allergy medication that costs an outrageous amount in the civilian world. We tell the base pharmacy she needs it and just pick it up. She has what she needs and we don't have to worry.
My son. Bless his hyper heart. He's seeing a psychologist, psychiatrist, and a speech therapist at the moment. All I have to do is show up with him. My husband has amazing psych coverage on his health plan. I had to fight for a couple of those, but I don't have to pay Dr. M. $200.00 for an hour of his time. We have to pay $22.00 for his new medication (base pharmacy doesn't have it), but that's a heck of alot better than the $500.00 a month my Mama pays for her insulin.
I was doing some research last night online about the ADHD. I'm telling you, Internets. I won't rest until I know all I can possibly know. The articles that just hurt my heart so much were the ones where people had to struggle so hard to pay for help for their children with issues. My heart just literally HURT because I didn't stop to think how fortunate we are.
I have a Blog'ing friend who has some bad health issues going. Serious up bad. In the midst of all her trouble, she has the compassion and kindness to mention me in her blog. She has friends she wanted to recognize as having troubles of their own. I'm not linking to her because she doesn't need gawkers at the moment. I'm feeling right protective of her right now. She knows she's in my prayers.
I'm just flat out blessed is all I'm saying. My life isn't easy and taking three different roads with each of my kids isn't a cake walk. I haven't had the energy and time to devote to friends because I've been all consumed with my baby, but I'm sure they understand. ( I HOPE they do!)
I don't know how all of you do it out there in Internet Land, but I walk around talking to Jesus on a regular basis and I've been telling the Big Guy upstairs all morning how blessed I am. I ask him to light my path with my children to help me help them find their way. I ask him to have mercy on sick family and friends and lay His healing hand on them.
Many people are afraid to put their religion "out there" in Blog Land, for fear of being ridiculed and such.
My advice? And it might not be worth a pot of rice to you, but I'll say it to you anyway. If you are blessed? It's good to let God know that you know and are appreciative.
And I am.