Blessed beyond measure...

A little nameless, wordless tune has been singing in my mind today.

This is the season for thanksgiving, as if we needed a special time for that.

I am blessed beyond measure.

Blessed beyond what I deserve.

Blessed to be alive and breathing.  Blessed to see and hear the world around me.

Blessed to see the sun rise in the morning and the stars crowding over my head at night.

Blessed that I have a home to come to when I am tired and hungry.

Blessed with friends and family who love me for who I am, not what they expect from me.

Blessed.  I am blessed beyond measure.