count your blessings

whether or not you're religious. Every now and then, I get a reminder.

I'm part of a large internet-based running community -- even though I've been laid up with more chronic injuries than I can count on one hand. One of the frequent posters, about a month ago, was out running a trail race with her friends and suddenly collapsed with a brain aneurysm.

Luckily for Karen, there were paramedics nearby also running the race. Apparently they saved her life. A month later, she's in rehab, finally transfered out of the hospital, and still getting used to the idea of feeding herself, talking, taking care of herself... it's going to be a long recovery, they say.

Also, luckily for Karen, she's a young strong running type. Yet even for someone of her health status, the fact that it took her three weeks to regain strength to say a single word is sobering.

Count your blessings. Enjoy every day you have on this planet. Hug your family and friends.

And for updates on Karen, check our her family's blog:

Karen's Blog