I lost my job two weeks ago.  While this was the kick in the ass I needed, it's not easy to be 43 and facing unemployment.  Still, it got me thinking about the concept of loss, and the many things I've "lost" in my life.   So I spent some time feeling sorry for myself - lost jobs, lost opportunities, lost family and friends, etc.  Woe is me.

Pity party's over.

While I didn't do a balance sheet on this, I think I've FOUND way more than I've lost....

an unbelievable love
some of the best friends i've ever had
my self respect, after my divorce
acceptance of my family dynamic, crazy as it seems sometimes
patience, although lord knows, i need more