It's Christmas.
I lost a friend ten years ago and I have been laying in my king bed remembering the time I had with the last true friend Ive made. A few beers drank in his memory.
Next to me lies my oldest daughter. Her back resting against mine as I type. Next to her is my youngest who is resting closely to the love of my life. All the Christmas presents have been bought, wrapped, and placed under the tree. I truly am blessed beyond measure. Im not rich by any means. $22 grand for a family of four is far from rich, but I have so much more than many in this world. I am loved, I am able to love, I have those whom I am to call family, a roof, food, a job, a working car, and few good sharp knives ready to be used.
I try to count my blessings, but simetimes I get caught up in the questions of how will I be able to pay for this or that, how will I be able to provide, do I need to get a second job, and all the ends and outs to being a husband and father.
It's times like this, where I am forced to face my insecurities, my faith, and my weaknesses that my limited and finite perspective is challenged. I fail constantly in so many ways.
Then a friend shares a link. A link that triggers a call to reflect. That reflection can take you down the rabbit hole of thought, but with a grain of faith, and bit of truth, light is cast, and hope is renewed in a full on sunshine of thankfulness for what you already have.
I am thankful and I am blessed beyond measure.
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