At the end of the year, a lot of media looks back at the months before. I guess it’s only natural as December rolls around. We know everything that’s come before, but not what’s ahead. We’re all just hoping for the best from the upcoming unknown.
It’s really easy to gripe about what’s wrong, or talk about all we want and don’t have. Earlier this week, when I reflected on my career, I mused that I have common ground with Esmeralda in the Hunchback of Notre Dame–a gypsy perpetually dancing for pocket change. Comically, I am damn good at finding pennies in the street. But on a serious note, I have had a hell of a time having health insurance and a living wage since I graduated college. And this is frustrating, embarrassing, and definitely hurts my pride; I’ll spare you the details until a future post. For now, I think I’ll talk about blessings. I’ll limit myself to 5 for this post.
I was born in 1976 in a military hospital in a sleepy southern military town. I was one in 4000 children born every year without a thyroid gland. Like many things in medicine, detected early, this defect can be counteracted with meds and blood test management. Undetected, you will be mentally retarded and eventually die. The thyroid is instrumental in growth and a lot of biological processes for your entire life.
Luckily the corpsman (aka doctor in military medicine), Moran, thought I looked a little odd and didn’t just dismiss this observation, but pursued it further. They pricked my heel, which is the thyroid test, and its results affirmed his suspicions. I was a baby with congential hypothyroidism. I was put on artificial hormone meds immediately. I grew up healthy.
So that’s one blessing.
I am in my mid-30s now, and I’ve been married a year. A lot of people enter into a lifetime commitment with the best intentions, highest hopes, and very much in love, but it doesn’t last.
That’s two blessings.
My parents both had lost their mothers by the time they were my age. Thankfully, I can’t say that, and neither can my spouse. Both women are very healthy. Our dads are still alive too, thank goodness.
Our siblings are happily married. We have two beautiful and healthy nieces, a one year old and a nine year old. My best friend has three boys, and their youngest is our godchild. He is healthy, growing quickly, and passing through early milestones very fast. I can’t help but think he wants to catch up, ASAP, with his brothers in order to play with them.
That’s a loaded fourth blessing. 🙂
We bought a house this year. Prior to that happening, we stayed with my parents. Not everyone has resources when life doesn’t flow according to plan. I am very grateful we do. And we love our townhouse.
I hope you have at least 5 blessings in your life.