Each day when I am at work, I silently thank my co-worker for wanting the larger route, the one with fewer dirt roads, but much more mail, for every day my route appears to be easy.
No matter what day of the week, when we both arrive, I have less, which doesn’t allow me to utter one complaint, for each day He has it harder than I.
It is amazing that this simple fact that his lot in life is harder than mine leaves me no room to complain, which also sets the tone for the day.
How lucky am I to have this little route.
What an awesome way to transition back into the working world, feeling like you are the lucky one each day.
This lightness carries me through the day, no matter what I have to deliver, he has more, no matter how long it took me it will take him longer.
He willingly gave up this route for a variety of reasons, yet now he is looking back at with different eyes.
You truly don’t know what you got til its gone… but I am fully aware of what I have and each and every day and even a few times a day I give thanks to the Gods that be, that something within him wanted him to leave this route to me.
I am thrilled to be left holding the short end of the stick!
