One + One = Five Waking up is pretty uniform. Open your eyes, lift your head up, take a deep breath and put your feet on the ground; that's four blessings right there to start your day. Are we so consumed with ourselves, our lives, our days, and our list of things to do that we cant remember that all of this is a gift? Wait, we had a chance to go through a train of thought just now and had an epiphany, blessing number five. You took that shower, flipped through all those clothes you have, and grabbed that quick banana and apple juice breakfast you have a love-hate relationship with… What's that, six, seven, and eight blessings I believe. Down the stairs into the car, a tight grip on the cold steering wheel then took a second to choose that list of songs that are going to motivate you and set the theme for the day. How many is that? I'm losing count here. That's one, two, three, four, but you used almost all five of your senses all at once, so how does that work, do we add the remainder then divide? All blessings regardless. If we can be loved enough to experience all these gifts we didn't earn and don't deserve, how could we possibly “wake up on the wrong side of the bed?” Really; open your eyes, the one to your heart, and see all these blessings we’re living through.