Good Health Rarely Gets Appreciated

I never appreciate my good health until I get a disease, illness or infection, Then I pray and wish and hope to get her back. She flits away, laughing, for she knows I never appreciate her when she is here. I don’t even remember she exists until I get a disease, illness or infection. Maybe she has a deal with my body To upset me every so often, so I will fleetingly appreciate her for two seconds when I return to good health.