Bless You

I never say "bless you" or "gesundheit" when people sneeze. I'm not trying to be rude, but I just don't understand the philosophy behind it. I heard that people thought long ago that when you sneezed, you lost something, brain power, thoughts, intelligence, something, and that if you were "blessed" or "gesundheit-ed" afterward all of that loss would go back in. I don't buy it, blessings should be saved for the real stuff. For the past week, I've been blessing myself all the time. Blessing myself for Shana. I've always been a glass-is-half-full kind of person and try to be thankful for all that I have, but sometimes I take it for granted. Having a sick kid will do that. I haven't been able to think about much else except just wanting to take away her pain. Then I think about all of those moms with truly sick kids. Kids with real problems and I don't know how they get by. Shana laughed during a movie the other day and I wanted to jump up and down. She initiated a conversation today and several sentences in a row came out. She's getting better. Pure relief. Gesundheit.