THANKS!

This morning at brunch I recalled a day when I said grace for the food I was about to receive and in a way I still do. Here in Canada we celebrated Thanksgiving  last weekend. I was lucky enough to spend the day with many members of my family, fabulous food and plenty of merriment. There wasn’t a single person in the house who did not have a piece of my heart. My mother smiled as she was able to see the folks she thinks of often but rarely gets a chance to see in person. My sweet cousin Rose, mother of four made two turkeys, one honking ham, homemade pies and prepared every vegetable grown in our part of the world. She even made jars of strawberry and raspberry jam to take home. A thank-you for joining in on the festivities. As if I needed any thanks. The thanks were mine for her opening up her home and her heart and for making a memory which will never be forgotten.

It’s not often we find this type of sharing. Now we tend to meet friends and family on Facebook or Twitter instead of making the effort to spend face time with real hugs and kisses. There is nothing like it and it made me truly grateful.

    • While I might complain about toxins in the food I eat, I am grateful. Not only because I realize there are many without food, but because it is a divine gift and many worked hard to provide it for me.
    • My heart fills with gratitude for the family and friends that despite my imperfections, love me anyway. There are so many orphans and homeless on this planet it would take one-tenth of the love that I receive to warm them and let them know that they are never, truly alone.
    •  I give thanks for the ability to work and earn money which allows me to put my head on a soft pillow in a spacious room with a warm bed after bathing in clean water.
    • Beyond the stars and moon I am grateful and happy for eyes to see, ears to hear, a whole body and a soul that knows how truly blessed I am.

I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.  ~ G.K. Chesterton