Lost tribe of Westwood

Sunday Morning comin down.  That is a song from Johnny Cash that I love.  It is Sunday morning and my wife and I were awaken by our 2 year old grandson very early.  He is so excited to be up in the morning as a stark contrast to everyone else.  The other stark contrast is that the sun is shinning brightly and it is freezing outside.  It reminds me that life is full of stark contrasts.  Changes have occurred due to health and family situations that God has placed in front of us. My gas tank is on empty until payday, my bank account is empty, and our SSI disability check that is coming is already allocated with nothing to spare. Our meager income supports us, my grandson and my daughter, one dog and one cat. Ten years ago before my first heart attack, our business was growing and the kids were still home and I was looking towards retirement at 65 along with a good pension.  Ten years later, that is gone for medical bills and SSI is all we have.  It can happen that fast, even faster. The government can screw around with me financially but they can't take away my smile.  My love for my children and grandchildren is something no one can touch. My wife and I have been married 30 years and money or lack of, has done nothing to dim our romance. God has blessed us in so many other ways and I pray that he will continue to bless us.  The next time I hear some right wing idiot spouting off about people living off the hard work of millionaires, I will smile and tell them "Thank you".  Thank you that I get enough money to live from day to day and to help support those I love.  Thank you that I have the time to spend with family and friends, thank you that I do not let those out dated cans of food go to waste.  Thank you for the ability to share my love when sharing my money is difficult.  Thank you for thinking about me, I'm alive and doing fine. What a beautiful Sunday Morning.