I attended my second funeral in as many months this morning. This time around it was for the mother of a close friend. I knew the mother to say hello to, but in reality I was there to support my friends - they also have an 11 year old son who really looks up to me and thinks a lot of me, so I was aware he might need me for some hugs if his parents were otherwise not available. Strange, I know, but I was right. He came up to me in the crematorium while his parents were busy thanking people for coming and just held on tight to me while he cried. I felt so sorry for him. The rest of the day has been an "auto-function" day, but I just realised as I drove down to the shop for milk 5 minutes ago, I've been lucky enough to never of had to sit in a funeral car. And you know something? I felt really blessed and well...lucky, that at the age of 33 I have so far escaped that ordeal. So I thought I'd ask...when you think about something that should be bad, can you see a blessing through it too? What are you thankful for?