For the wife Who says it’s hot dogs tonight Because she is home with me And not out with someone else.
For the husband Who is on the sofa Being a couch potato Because he is home with me And not out at the bars
For the teenager Who is complaining about doing the dishes Because it means she is at home And not out on the streets
For the taxes I pay Because it means That I am employed
For the mess to clean after a part Because is means I have been surrounded by great friends
For the clothes that fit a little too snug Because it means I have enough to eat
For the shadow that watches me work Because it means I am out in the sunshine
For a lawn that needs mowing Windows that need cleaning And gutters that need fixing Because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government Because it means We have freedom of speech
For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot Because it means I am capable of walking And it also means I have been blessed with transportation
For my huge heating bill Because it means that I am warm
For the lady behind me in church Who sings off key Because it means that I can hear
For the pile of laundry because it means I have clothes to wear
For weariness and aching muscles At the end of the day Because it means I am capable of working hard
Live well, Laugh often, & Love with all of your heart!
I guess you could say that time truly does heal all wounds.
I have had Bell's Palsy for 7 years and one day. I say one day because yesterday (04/27) was my SEVEN year anniversary of being diagnosed.
I cannot believe it! The first time in all these years - an anniversay has passed and I didn't stop and write a journal about it... but... here I am doing so... it's just a different journal entry than any other anniversary of my BP.
I did think about it a few times last week but only long enough to process in my head what the precise date was.
I still suffer the residual affects of my BP... but it's just 'me' now. So many people I have met over the last 7 years never knew the 'me' before the BP. Oh, how I do miss the symetrical smile I had, life before crocodile tears and constant twitching of my eye and mouth and the stares I get from having such an affliction... but this is me... love it or leave it.
Thanks for listening to me ramble yet another year...