Oftentimes, I am prone to wander from the truth.
The truth that this life I live; it is a gift.
A gift I often take for granted.
A gift for which I often feel a sense of entitlement.
Instead of treasuring this gift, I often squander it.
I am oftentimes numb.
In a world of gifts given.
Today I am remind that this life is full of gifts.
That this life itself is a gift.
Juliet reminds me of that.
She is most thankful for life.
That she is still alive.
I count the first.
That both I and my dear Juliet will breathe the deep sweet breath given freely from a God who loves us deeply and sweetly.
Originally published 2/1/11