Happiness Is Wanting What You Have

Four o’clock.  I’ve been walking.  While I was in Acacia Rez, on a walkway, I had a wave of gratitude.  Yes, I am 82.  Yes, I am “over the hill.”  But look at all I have!  I was able to make the walk, in peace and comfort, with all my faculties.  The day was pleasant, not cold or windy or raining or snowing.  It was not crowded or noisy or unsafe or unfriendly.  I walked fairly swiftly, without stopping or diminishing my pace.  It was good!  I was able to do it!  This old man’s still got it!  Thanks, Lord.  Thank you thank you thank you!