Lately, I've been feeling a little down in the dumps. But then I saw a news story about an elderly lady who lost her house and all her belongings to a tornado. Two of her tree cats found their way back to her shortly after the storm cleared, but her third cat had been missing for nearly a month. During a reporter's interview with the woman in front of her demolished home, her third cat, bedraggled but alive, wandered into view. She scooped him up, held him close and whispered, "I have everything in the world, now."
I was touched. And I was reminded that I'm fortunate to have a home and a little family. With good health, some sunshine, fresh springtime air, the occasional croissant and the love of others, I have everything in the world.