Relative Something

I am counting my blessings today. Sure, we should do that every day, but it seems more pertinent in light of three situations I learned about yesterday.

It all started when the name of a friend and former coworker was discovered in the obituary column of the local newspaper. That was followed by word of two different instances of couples separating.

It’s unsettling.

I am growing more comfortable with my circumstance of having my wife live in Boston while she works for the city’s public schools, as I remain in Minnesota and work my day-job, and prepare our home for being put up for sale.

Difficulties I face here seem a lot less significant in comparison to the tough news I’m learning about others. I wish it made my struggle over which color paint to pick for the bedrooms, a little easier. It doesn’t seem as important to me as it did a day ago, but a decision still evades me.

Regardless, I have many blessings for which I am feeling very grateful. I’m making a point today, to count them.