A Post From Facebook That I'll Call, "RICH"

I don't say much on here, I post a song that brings a tear or a smile, I mention my friends now and then but overall, I don't say much. I felt I had to say something tonight because I haven't been able to shake this feeling I've had all evening. You see, I came home from the pharmacy this afternoon with a big bag full of prescriptions and I felt rich. I felt rich because I had a three month supply of one drug that pretty much keeps this illness of my heart at bay. I felt rich because I knew that for this three months I didn't have to worry about physically falling behind, getting worse. Rich used to be a Bentley, a Rolls, maybe a Ferrari but now it's different. Rich is Love, Rich is friends, Rich is that special look that my kitten Jesse gives me once or twice a day for no reason at all telling me that I'm a pretty special human to her. Rich is Marques giving me that silly look of his, the one with the googley eyes and Rich is more. Rich is a pantry full of food, good friends to help us eat it and Rich is laughter, laughter late into the night around a table with people I love. And yes, Rich is a big white bag full of pills from the drug store telling me that everything is going to be alright. . . for now.