Blessed

Don't be fooled by the blue mood I'm sometimes in; I'm blessed beyond my own understanding. What I have may not seem like much to some, but if you know where I started, how far I've come, then you'd understand why I know I'm blessed. A fully furnished apartment, an SUV parked in my spot, and college tuition fully paid. Yea, I sound spoiled, but I started in a two-bedroom farmhouse with 10 people, no indoor plumbing, and a tv with only two channels that both showed the same thing. As far as I knew, I was rich. And when my family moved to the US and lived in a roach infested two bedroom apt, in the middle of the Spanish ghetto, that had to fit the four of us, I just knew I was living good. I didn't have to go out to the well to get my bath water,I had an indoor bathtub, and my tv had about 12 channels. As far as I knew, I had just gotten richer. But that never stopped me from appreciating what I had. But when I moved into a two level house with three bedrooms, four bathrooms and a basement with a bar and fireplace I knew life couldn't get better. You see to you, it might look like a simple townhouse. But to me, it's the mansion I dreamed of when I was small. And even now that I'm on my own in a simple one bedroom apartment, I still know I'm blessed. So, when you see me around with my head held high and a look of confidence on my face, its not that I'm cocky, or stuck up, or even conceited. I'm just blessed . . . and I know it.