Thanks FHN yes There was an old church hymn that I vaguely remember "Count your many blessings one by one....." We need to do more of that
You're welcome, Lee. I know that when I find myself experiencing anxiety, sadness or most bad kinds of feelings, if I stop and start a list of my blessings, it immediately begins to diffuse the feeling. I start simple: I can see (I have wonderful progressive lenses.) I can hear. I can speak. I can walk. I can work. I live in a nice apartment in a fairly safe, beautiful neighborhood. I have a job I like with fair, pleasant bosses in a good work environment. I have a paid for car to get me there. I have family and friends to love that love me back. And so on. When I think of my medical issues or permanent changes and scars from surgeries, I think of people who have lost breasts or limbs or who cannot see or walk or speak. There is a customer who comes into where I work. She is wheelchair bound. She is missing a foot. During this icy, cold winter she came in one day with no sock or shoe on the foot she does have and nothing covering her leg stump. I could see she was suffering from severe edema. There I stood in socks and shoes, doing my job when at one time I was riding a scooter in stores and using a shower chair to take a shower. I appreciate how far I have come and what improvements I can make to my life and my health.
I can't say my life is care free. It isn't. I can say that I treasure my blessings, good memories and experiences. I am planning to try to have truly golden years ahead. At 54, those golden years are fast approaching.