I am so blessed.
I have work and three credit cards in good standing
long, thick hair that grows well
real breasts
vital internal organs
and time.

I am so lucky.
I have a sense of humor
common sense
street smarts
two degrees
four tattoos
and a clean bloodstream.
I have a complete set of straight white teeth
excellent eyesight
long, thin fingers
and minimal body hair issues.

I am so fortunate.
I have free Internet
minimal debt
multiple web pages
three email addresses
two computers
one iPhone
zero children
Facebook
LinkedIn
and some blogs.
I can be connected with someone who loves me
from anywhere in the world
anytime.
I have access to
money
people
relationships
options
and 2 ½ languages.

I am full of grace.
I can run jump walk swim climb dance
drive a little car
or a big truck
or hail a cab.
I can figure out a decent solution
to any problem
I can feel for my Self
as well as others
I can express my Self
in word song movement tears
I can eat almost anything
drink water from rural wells in developing countries
without getting ill
I can be around fur fin claw spiders and snakes
without being afraid.
I can give myself a French pedicure 
or do twenty pushups
without stopping.

I am so rich
I have a hilarious cat
generous, quiet neighbors
a cheerful dry cleaner that knows my name
the smartest realtor ever
minimal allergies
a garden of my own
a healthy supermarket  nearby
and a master hairdresser
who charges me her prices from
seven years ago.

I am so blessed!

So why
is it so rarely
enough?

© S. Rinderle, 2012