Thankful. Lucky. Grateful.

When your phone rings before 7 am....it is not a good thing.

My phone rang during the "not good news time frame" and when I saw that it was my parents on caller ID....my heart crashed to the floor.

My Mom had mentioned my Dad had been complaining of stomach pain the night before....but figured it wasn't anything serious...now they were calling me before 7 am. Not good.

"Looks like your Dad has had a heart attack." Gulping back tears I bounced around the house trying to decide what to do first.

Once I got to the hospital....I just continued to realize how lucky we all are. How lucky that people spend their lives dedicated to help other people...to heal them....to repair them...to care for them.

If it weren't for those doctors...and their quick action...well...we just won't go there.

So here I sit on my couch. With thoughts of my Dad laying in a hospital bed recovering from a heart attack....praying that he is sleeping or at least enjoying an episode of Hannity on Fox News.

Take each and every day for what it is. A gift from God.

And, be thankful for your health...and thankful for those who are there to help us along the path to live healthy lives.

My Dad is going to be just fine....and I couldn't be more relieved.