A family member of mine recently went through a serious health scare. She’s doing better now, but it was quite a frightening experience, to say the least.
Times like these remind me of the great play “A Man for All Seasons.” The last lines, spoken by the play’s narrator, The Common Man:
I’m breathing…are you breathing too? It’s nice, isn’t it? It isn’t difficult to keep alive, friends. Just don’t make trouble. Or if you must make trouble, make the sort of trouble that’s expected.
Today I’m going to spend some time just being grateful for breathing.
