Blessings of Life
It would have been quite easy for me to through myself a nice pity party yesterday. I was sorely tempted, but I resisted. The day wasn’t all that happy, but it wasn’t horrible either. I’m already over the blow to my ego of HR deeming me "unqualified". After all, this is the same bunch that said working your entire life in rural Alabama qualified as "public health experience in a developing country setting" and who said that a being a nurse in the federal prison system who has deported criminals to various countries also qualifies as international public health experience. It’s sometimes good to be the recruitment lead for your division and to understand these things 
After my post, I had several friends contact me to cheer me up and just let me know that they thought I was all that and a bag of low-fat potato chips. It reminded me of the blessings of life that I do have. I have good friends who genuinely care about me. I even have exes who think I’m a good guy even though they certainly have reason not to hold such an opinion. I have two dogs that are always happy to see me and follow me around the house, sopping up any and all attention I give them. I’ve got a good job working with people I actually like and for a boss who’s wonderful, at least for me. I’m financially secure at this point in my life, and I own my own home. I’m also pretty healthy. So there’s a lot to be grateful for. Sometimes we just need reminders of these things, and last night, my friends gave me that reminder.
