Blessed are the depressed and anxious. Blessed are the poor and lonely. Blessed are those whose bodies are dying and who know their humanity.
Keep on.
Blessed are the depressed and anxious. Blessed are the poor and lonely. Blessed are those whose bodies are dying and who know their humanity.
Keep on.
I think some of us might wish to be just a tiny bit less blessed, at least some of the time. I agree though and send thoughts and prayers out for happy and less challenging blessings too, for those who need them!
That’s a scream – so funny. I wanna be less blessed too !
Glad you thought it funny, Carl, but really, we sometimes have gratitude for NOT bring chosen for certain blessings.
amen!!! 😉
Wonderful note Doctor, thank you so much.
Thank you Joanna!!! I’m so happy you spoke out. big smile!
what resonated with u in this? i’m dying to know.
I am glad that I can relate and I have come to an impression that your work provides value to each human in a lively and intellectual manner. I love sharing my stories with you.
I feel blessed to have worked through a couple of these and now have understanding, empathy, and a desire to advocate for those who continue to struggle
“blessed to have worked through a couple of these”. your ironic blessing isn’t lost on us! yes! thank you for “understanding, empathy, and a desire to advocate.” keep on.