Counting Blessings

I had an awful day at work...if anything could go wrong it did, I missed Paisly like crazy today, and sometimes I have those days where I just replay over and over and over all the things that could have been done so that she would still be alive today...it was just a bad bad day.
On the way home I was so ill and upset that I couldn't even pray, I just said God help me over and over. Then a song came on the radio. It said 'when you're down and you've got to count your blessings', so that's what I did.
God has blessed me with so much; my salvation, I know that when my time here on earth is over I will go to such a place that I can't even imagine the beauty of it and I will get to see my sweet Paisly again; the most wonderful husband I could ever ask for, he is my rock and I couldn't, and don't want to imagine my life without him; I couldn't ask for better family; a roof over my head, my bills get paid and I have food on my table...I could go on and on. Just saying those things out loud made me feel so much better. Sometimes it's so hard to focus on your blessings when it feels like everything around you is falling apart. I'm learning more and more each day that I have to lean on the Lord with all that I am and he will help me.
Something else that cheered me up a bit--Andrew fixed supper AND fixed my plate AND brought it to me....he's such a good hubby :)