'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,And when we find ourselves in the place just right,'Twill be in the valley of love and delight."
The events in the world lately hardly inspires any gratitude -- a sentiment I shared with many around me, real or virtual, most of them parents.
The truth is, when time is hard, I am most thankful for what I already have. I usually start small; food on my table, warm blanket on my bed, roof above my head, my son giggling (despite his froggy, throat-y, wet cough), time for silence and solitude.
Then I am thankful for so many people like you and me. People who, despite their worries, discouragement, fear, failure, still wake up in the morning and decide to make the best of their days by doing the right thing, by honoring each other's presence. Parents who rushed home to dinner, despite being late so many times before. Children who are hoping for their parents for dinner. Bus drivers who stop a few seconds longer so those who are running can come aboard from the pouring rain. Pharmacists who take that one last prescription a few minutes after closing time, knowing that the child need it that night. Grocery clerks who said thank you with a smile. Neighbors who asked, "Oh!! Do you want some of my basil?"
I am thankful for each and every one of you who makes this world simply work. When I witness these act of love and kindness, they restore my faith in goodness, in the universal bond that tie all of us as one human family, in something bigger than us. This is what gives me hope for a better future for me and my family and for all of us. Each one of us is a simple gift to one another.
Wishing you all a blessed Thanksgiving. May your home filled with love and gratitude.