No way to savor life.

So easy. To become spoiled. To have the good life. Without appreciating it. Without fully knowing that one is blessed. I know people. Who feel sorry for themselves. Because they don’t have it all. Only 90 per cent. Maybe that includes me. When I start to complain. For instance, I want to live forever,. Eighty-some years isn’t good enough. And I get upset. Over trivial, meaningless stuff. That’s no way to savor life. --Jim Broede