I woke up late this morning. Thirty minutes late.
"Bad hair day" doesn't even begin to describe what's going on with my locks today.
I'm congested so bad that the phlegm is gagging me. Disgusting but true.
The teen's nonchalant-ness is sometimes irritating.
I've already picked off some of my makeup.
My fuel light came on halfway to work.
Just realized I don't have anymore Coke Zero. Not that it matters since...
I can't taste my Hazelnut coffee because of this ding dang sickness.
And yet all this pales in comparison to what is happening in Haiti.
I have a home to wake up late in.
All my possessions are safe.
I know where my family is.
My sickness will pass.
Doctors are accessible to me if it doesn't.
I don't worry about my next meal or clean water.
In fact I'm feeling quite blessed today.
Are you feeling blessed like I do today? One way you can help is texting “Haiti” to 90999 to send a $10 donation to the Red Cross.(The charge will appear on your next cell phone bill.) Or go to Hope for Haiti where they are raising money one dollar at a time via raffles.
Please keep them in your prayers as they struggle through this disaster.