Good thing? Bad thing?

And my streak continues.

I am beginning to think I messed with karma and she is out to get me. :)

My luck has been something else lately. It's just one thing after another around here. Please forgive my sporadic blogging. I've been trying to stay above water.  I suppose I can look at the mounting medical bills, near misses, cancelled plans and life dream disappointments as some kind of losing streak. Or I can look at it as one miracle after another.

Beginning with my son's broken arm in December, I have said again and again "it could have been worse." The gas leak, the house fire, my daughters accident with a sheet of metal, they all could have been so much worse. And now I've had my own health stuff that forced me to back out of a much anticipated family vacation, canyoneering trip and spot on the Wasatch Back 2010 Long Distance Running Relay.

But in each case, a window has opened after a door closed and we've had the money to pay the medical bills, made alternate plans for equally as fun vacations, and had blessings fall into our lap that have strengthened my belief that there is a God and he is acutely aware of me and my struggles.

My great grandma Milli, a little Italian firecracker (4'10") who only knew a few snippets of broken English, used to have a saying. I don't know it in Italian but the rough translation is "Good thing? Bad thing?"

Basically she believed that in life we don't really know what we will get. Some of our biggest struggles come masked as successes and what can feel like a streak of very bad luck can turn into our greatest happiness'.

I'll keep my eyes on the horizon.