Today in church I saw a man that I've known for years and had his son in preschool when I worked at St. Marys. Unfortunately, Gary has MS and is in a wheelchair and has been for a long time now. His spirit seems good and obivously he gets around with the aid of his wheelchair. When I saw him, I smiled to myself because it was good to see him. But I'm so grateful for my arms and legs and my health. The fact that I'm able to bend down or run after something. Some of the things that we take for granted at times and seem like nothing are some of the things others don't have or aren't capable of doing and would give the world to have back. Thank you for all that I have.