Gratitude

I am not religious or heavily spiritual, but I am grateful and very thankful for my life.  And obviously I bitch and moan just like the next person, but when I see things that I am grateful for I stop and say thanks.  I don’t know who I am saying thanks to but, I still do it.  I received some bad news today about one of my cousins who was in a motorcycle accident. The sad part of this story is that I am not sure if he ever stops to say “thank you”. This is not his first time being caught in a near death situation and yet he gets back on the motorcyle, or back in the driver seat of the car and does the same thing over and over again. I always so conciously thankful for my life and overly concerned that something bad will happen, and then you have my cousin is not thankful or overly concerned. In the end it’s not my life all I can do is wish that he gains peace and to continue to be greatful for what I have.