Counting My Blessings On This Day

Today is one of those days that only happen once a year. I'm never been bothered when my birthday comes around, I just tend to ignore it. Its sort of like New Year's Eve to me, for some people, NYE is a night to be wild and be out all night. For me, New Year's Eve has become a more solemn event. In fact, the passing of time is something I tend to view with great reverence and a touch of melancholy. The very second you took to read this last sentence is a moment in time gone forever. Life is of course, far too short, and we must cherish every moment. Rather than get worked up over passages of time, I try to count my blessings and live in the moment. 

On this day I took time to slice up some fresh, organic, locally grown strawberries. I had some heavy cream in the fridge, which I whipped up in the Kitchen-Aid mixer, which was calling out to be used, as it had been neglected for several months. I served up my strawberries in a crystal martini glass and topped it off with a generous dollop of fresh whipped cream. Oh it looked so delicious. Even Sheldon walked over to check it out. As I sat enjoying my special treat, I paused to reflect on all the blessings I have been given. I am appreciative for everything I have, especially my health and full physical faculties. Having been so involved with National Guide Dog Month I've had the opportunity to see first hand how challenging life can be when you cannot see. I hope we do raise our million dollars this month. If you have not yet donated, you can do so online, just click here. (You can't blame me for working that plug in, can you?) In the meantime I shall savor this day that comes once a year and long after my strawberries are gone will remember the sweet taste of the life with which I have been blessed.
-Rick Rockhill