To Know How To Win

It looks like we will be moving.

This is all very bitter sweet for me.

It will be close to home.

(I guess "home" is now a relative term.)

Many good things.

Many sad things.

I have to focus on the positive and whats best for the family.
And this is it.

Very nice place.
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I've been so stressed lately, with my "world" of problems. Wallowing a little.

Then I get to work and my patient has just been told he has HIV.

And I watched as they pulled that little boy in Haiti from the rubble. Orphaned now, and dehydrated, (after how many days???) - but alive.

And all the heart breaking scenes from the hell-hole that Haiti is now.

I have a roof.
I have choices.
I have food.
I am disease free.
I don't have to bury anyone.
And if I did I would have a place to do it.
I have clean water.

Perspective is always a good thing.
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Nonetheless, I have become a statistic.
Thats how I feel.

And..... a little part of me will die when I move.

I keep hearing Steven Tyler in "Dream On".

Sometimes you gotta lose ..... to know how to win.