Life is Good

Life is good.

My husband lost his job three days after Christmas. Our vehicle just died on the side of the road with the temps @ a frosty 12 below zero and falling. My bones aches, I’m overweight, I’ve lost count of the wrinkles and grey hair and I’m raising a teenager.

I have nothing to complain about.

My husband has new opportunities ahead of him, the chance to make a fresh start is always a good thing.

The car will get fixed, we are thankful for tow trucks, plus as the Beatles used to say: I get by with a little help from my friends.

The temps will rise again, it is as sure as the sun and moon rising and setting in the sky everyday.

Achy bones, wrinkles and grey hair are a sure signs of a life lived with adventure and plenty of sunshine. The weight…yes, there has been plenty of good food.

Raising a teen in times like these would be scary if I had never been one. This too shall pass and probably much sooner than either of us really wish it to.

Like I said, life is good…it’s just a matter of how you choose to look at it.