Working Another Saturday
Well here I am at work on another Saturday, the fifth week in a row. Last night I was really bummed out about working today after working a full week, comprising of well over 40 hours, because I wanted to relax and catch up on some rest. Yup, I was really bummed, until I thought about it this morning, after a good night’s sleep and with a clear head.
Why should I be saddened about working on another Saturday? I mean, my boss was kind and understanding enough to let me work every other Saturday, to have every other Tuesday for chemo treatments. Not to mention that I am feeling well enough, even with the poison that is pumped into my body every other week, to actually work and maintain my work for my company and my financial responsibilities for my family.
So, instead of feeling bummed out about working another Saturday, I am grateful that I am able to. I am grateful that I am feeling well enough to work, and that I am seeing good results from my chemo treatments. I am grateful that I have an incredible amount of support from my family, friends and co-workers. I am grateful to God for helping me through this and giving me the strength to do what I have to do.