Count Them If You Got Them

Count 'em.

Right now.

Huh?

How much you got?

Count.

I don't got cash.

I don't mean your wallet.

I mean your blessings.

Count them.

Right now.

I hope you got a high number.

But not too high to make you think that's how the world works.

Or maybe I do.

Maybe I do.

I hope it's not low.

Not too low.

Your count has to be above zero blessings.

Zero blessings is broken.

And I'm sorry if you're broken.

You can glue yourself back together, though.

With molten gold.

It's called Kintsugi.

More beautiful, stronger, than ever.

And to those counting high, well, good for you.

Now appreciate 'em.

When I was the type to get my vehicle detailed (a misspent youth), the big fella that did it would always get a nice extra.

And he'd say, genuinely:

"Thank you for the blessing!"

Which I always thought was a wonderful thing to say.

So for Big T.

And big G.

Thank you for the blessings.