How fortunate we really are
Today I got some very sad news. A colleague from a previous workplace is sitting by her husband's bedside as he battles a massive stroke. He had a headache and the next thing we was unconscious with a massive bleed. At present he's in an induced coma, and the prognosis doesn't look good.
It reminded me how truly fortunate I am, but at the same time I felt very helpless. What can one do in such a situation? Meals? Flowers? Call them? Then it hit me, I am doing something. I'm raising money for the Stroke Foundation, so they can continue to help people.
It's at times like these that I realise that even though I've struggled and had a tough time, that every day is a challenge, every day is also a blessing, because I walked out of the hospital. Because I still have a life to live. I'm reminded how truly fortunate I am.