Bumpy verses the light

Sometimes you really do need to count your blessings instead of sheep.

Partly because there are no sheep around here to count and partly because it's more fun than counting your woes.

Although if you are averse to counting blessings at this moment, go ahead and count your woes. It's better to be doing something than nothing and surrounded by enough darkness, any little light will start to look good.

I had a little old rabbit named Bumpy when I was a child. Poor Bumpy had a lot of woes. He had to listen to me cry as an infant. He had to sleep with a bed wetter and before he was three years old his ears had been totally loved off and replaced several times. I suspect having your ears loved off turned out to be a light in his stuffy old world.

Most things in this world are relative, but there is no law that says you have to compare anything. There will always be someone who is faster than you, happier than you, sadder than you. The trick seems to be to find happiness in the moment you are in.

Even if that is just having your ears loved off.