Count your blessings

At times, when I read and hear about hurricanes, like Sandy lately, I really do count my blessings again.
Not just because I live in a part of Germany, where hurricanes are very seldom to not existant. But because I have such a good life. I have a wonderful family, great friends, nice colleagues that I met over the years.

My own flat, where I can do what I want. I have a secure job and no problems to get to and fro. Well, mostly. Right now I have rather a long way to com(m?)ute or longer than I am used to. But that again is a blessing, because this way I can read all those books, that I collected or knit or such. Usually I do get a place to sit. I have a job-ticket, with which I can get around easily and cheaply.

And then the general things of course: I can walk and talk and sit and see and hear and smell and feel.
I can read and write and count and I speak two languages at least and am about to learn a third. I was able to go to school withouth problems, am currently in my third apprenticeship, I can drive a car, though I don't own one. I can go shopping and reach the shops within 5 Minutes.

So my life is good and I have every reason to count those blessings. And I do. Not only, when other are hit, but when I go to sleep, sometimes, when I wake up. Sometimes during the day. I am lucky, I can say.

Therefore: Thank you God! Well done, as ever...