Gals and galesses, I am going to plant this thought into your minds. It is a truism that this year has clobbered me over the head many times.
Here it is.
You do not truly know what you had until you lost it.
Give this some thought folks. Start with something really basic. Your computer - imagine the wreck your life would be if that blew up. Then your car......... Then your house........
Then, really tentatively expand out into your loved ones and stop the instant you begin to imagine individuals. You really, really do not want to go any further.
I have 'enjoyed' the dubious privilege of contemplating life without the love of my life. I have sat with her whilst she has been the recipient of more drips than I ever imagined that a human body could host. I could not see any way that she could possibly fight her way through and come home again. Somehow, she did.
I am lucky. The medics dragged her back somehow. I am lucky that our modern society here in the UK considered it worthwhile dragging her back. I am lucky that they had the resources to do so. I am lucky that our society continues to pour into my wife the resources that enable her to live the rest of her life at home with me.
I count my blessings every second that I still have with the Chris that should have died.
I have had the opportunity to view what I would have lost, had the worst happened.
So guys, I suggest you do a bit of an inventory. Identify and count your blessings; hang onto them for as long as you can. Trust me: you really, really will not know what you have until it disappears. You might not be as lucky as me.