Day 9

I am grateful for good health.

Walking is great exercise, and when the fields are snowy and the sun is out, it's an even better thing for me to get out there and work my dogs and me. Of course, they trot the entire time without the slightest sign of wear, so I'm envious, but I know they love it.

While my BP is high, requiring medication, my knees seem a little wonky, and I have trouble remembering things sometimes, I can move, climb, see, hear, taste, touch, and think. In a world with wheelchair ramps, sign language, Braille, prosthetics, braces, surgery, and painkillers, I am blessed. And not only am I, but everyone I love is too.

Thank You, Lord, for the blessing of good health--for me and for all my loved ones.