Being on a blessed roll.

Even on so-called bad days, I find something to savor. Before I go to bed. If nothing else, I relish the fact of being alive and healthy. But really, I don’t have bad days. Because every day ends well. That’s important. I like happy endings.  Makes for nice beginnings, too.  Because upon awakening in the morning, I’m aware of coming through the night alive and healthy. Been like that my whole life. Except for an occasional sickness. The flu or a cold. And I always recover.  For 77 years, and counting.  Oh, yes, I also have a true love in my life. Added all up. Gives me a feeling of being on a blessed roll. –Jim Broede