Counting My Blessings

When Sunday morning came around, I had decided to write a new blog piece. My mind was made up that I would write about Harvard’s graduation, which is this coming Friday the 27th of May. However, I decided to wait until Monday morning to write it. Sunday evening, while watching the Chicago Bulls play the Miami Heat, Joakim Noah blurted out his gay slur. I couldn’t believe that another athlete had done this, and so soon after the incident with Kobe Bryant. So, my mind changed, and that would now be the new topic of my blog piece.

Monday morning came, and as always I turned on the Today Show. As the broadcast started, it showed the devastation that had hit the city of Joplin, Missouri. Mother Nature had visited this small town, and left a path of destruction that was a mile wide. As the weather channel’s reporter was covering the story, he was so overwhelmed by what he saw he started to cry. It was heartbreaking to see the pain on the faces of the residents, some of whom (if not all) had lost everything, including family members. I gasped, as the news showed a man who dug thru the ruins of his home to pull out his little dog. I’m sure the dog was scared, but he was alive and happy to be in the arms of his owner.

As I sat on my couch in total shock, I realized how fortunate I was to be safe in my home. It was then that I realized, how much I take for granted the wonderful blessings that have been bestowed upon me. I sometimes think that I complain too much about what I don’t have, and not enough about what I do have. I could dwell on the fact that I don’t have the right to be married. If I was not self-employed, there would still be 30 states that make it legal to fire me from my job because I happen to be gay. Athletes still use the word ‘faggot’ in a derogatory way. My community is still oppressed in a free country. However, I should look at all I do have. I have a wonderful home, a partner who cares about me and a dog whose unconditional love puts a smile on my face and heart each and every day, and the chance to meet amazing people when I travel for work. This is what I should focus on, and then continue to fight for the blessings I don’t have.

At last count, over 100 people have lost their lives in Joplin, Missouri. This catastrophic event has given me pause to say thank you for what I have, and to count my blessing each and every day.

May God Bless those who are suffering in Joplin!

Thanks for reading and remember,

Never Strike Out!