Gratitude.

[Signal30]

I learned a little lesson on gratitude the last few days. Hurricane Ike caught the jet stream and shot the storm up here in Cincinnati. Some areas around me clocked winds up to 85 MPH!!!!


This occurred Sunday. I was cleaning the house and noticed it being a little windeir that normal. My wife came home and told me of the damage in the area and it was amazing. Trees on houses, telephone poles down, and A LOT of people without power.

Just prior to seeing the damage, I was bitching that my cable and Internet was out, but I still had power. Meanwhile 90% of people in the tri state area had no power, and still as I type this there are still 500,000 people without power.

A lot of people are having to throw away their food in their refrigerators, there is no ice available in stores, and some people have severe damage to their homes.

I was the only one out of my family, friends, and co-workers that didn't lose power

And here I was bitching that I had no cable and Internet.

I did my best to counteract my ungratefulness and had family over for hot meals, cold drinks, and DVD's to entertain us.

As you notice I have my Internet back.

I'm grateful that I can stop and see when I'm not being grateful.


Tom

[Tazman53]

Tom glad to hear you did not have too much damage. We were very fortunant in my neighborhood when Isabelle came to visit us a few years back, we kept our power the whole time, there were people less then 5 miles from me who did not get thier power back for over 2 weeks.

[RufusACanal]

Bearcats!~~~

[Signal30]

Good Lord Rufus, your a Bearcat fan??? lol

I expected UAB.

Their football program is looking strong.



Tom

[RufusACanal]

University of Cincinnati 92 - 95. Murphy's Pub was my address though I hung my hat on Victor St!

..and I thought I was the most suffering drunk in the city. Spent some months out at the State Hospital recovering from Exposure, Malnutrition, Alcoholism and DT's after being homeless and on the streets of downtown sleeping on street vents. I panhandled downtown for another bottle day in and day out. A Cincinnati Police Officer took pity on me and saved my life one night and called an ambulance which got me to the hospital and then out to the State Hospital and finally after five months sober enrolled at UC. I went back to the drink in short order and had to suffer more than I had previously thought possible. I think of the city of Cincinnati fondly and that good man who helped me, but not my actions. Remembering the nightly gunshots from Over the Rhien, my constant need to believe I was not a failure and a Drunk and the hope that maybe I could make through college this time and be like others. I was not ready for a New Life yet, I needed more tempering.