This chilly morning I have to count my blessings. I woke up, took medicine and am letting my bones warm up before I exercise. God, thank you, for doing what you do without me noticing. I fail to notice how much I’m loved half the time. I’m absorbed in what I lack. And I lack very little. I worry about the details, the burden, the likelihood of change. I just have to sit back, and let it ride. So today, I try, no matter the outcome.