(sigh)
About this time every year the sentimental horn of plenty arrives at my house and proceeds to infuse me with gratitude. Gratitude from the obvious to the silly, but gratitude nonetheless. This year is no different, but I notice that the older I get the more philosophically DEEP my gratitude becomes. That's not to say that my gratitude doesn't still extend to Haagen Daz coffee ice cream, because it does......it just means that there are more "reflective" items on my list than indulgent ones. So, for what it's worth, here's my list.
In no particular order of importance, I'm grateful and say thanks daily for
Haagen Daz coffee ice cream
my wonderful, caring friends
the fact that I no longer have hot flashes
whatever writing ability I possess because it provides a wonderful release
sweet tea
my children and grandsons, all of whom keep me young
not being Nancy Pelosi
Duke basketball
Moet Chandon champagne
a life filled with wonderful experiences with wonderful people
the SOUTH and its hospitality, culture and FOODS
that I'm female and don't have to worry about erectile dysfunction
financial stability
a terrific guy to share my life
Now there have been dark moments the past several years, but THANKS to a lot of people who cared, I made it through them. And I believe I came out a calmer, more appreciative person. (I know, I know. Some will question my use of any word involving "calm.") But I AM and I know I am. For that I'm also grateful.
(sigh)
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