I’ve lived a number of decades and had my share of pain, yet I don’t know that any pain cuts more deeply than knowing that someone I love is hurting. Unfortunately, as a family caregiver who over time helped provide care for multiple elders, that kind of soul searing pain is something I know well. Yet, I do my level best to find things to be grateful for even during those tough times. Why? Because, in the end, recognizing all that I have to be grateful for helps me cope. Naturally, I’ve felt sorry for myself when bad things have happened. I’ve felt fearful when a crisis of some kind loomed.