Thank You

I have so much....do I remember to say thank you? I have a husband who works tirelessly so I can stay at home, but do I remember to say thank you? I sinned against him and he forgave me, he trusted me again, loved me again, but have I thanked him?

My parents have loved me forever, through some terrible times, some times I've been a dreadful daughter, but have I just said thank you?

My children have grown with a mother who has been sick so much of the time and they never complained, they just got on with everything, have I said these two simple words? Thank you.

Friends have cooked for me, prayed for me, gathered supplies for me, raced me to the doctor, sat with me, listened to me. When have I said thank you?

To God, whom I have cried out to and asked for so much, so many times, have I said it, have I humbled myself before my Lord and said the most wonderful, praise filled two words there are, thank You.

I sit and wonder why?

There are days without pain and others that are insurmountable.

I wonder have I been forgotten or have I forgotten how to let it go.

Not all of my pain is physical, some merely transient pain in my heart

Brought about from my past, things I can't even write or talk about

I see a shrink and I sit and wonder why?

I want to touch the sky, so many things I can do.

Where do I start?

I can do things others can't, others only think about, I wonder why?

Love abounds me all the while, family and friends who love me so

Yet I sit and wonder why?

Who would love one such as me?

I sit and wonder.