Having a thankful spirit on our annual Thanksgiving Day is a given even when we are in need. The programs that abound throughout the year ramp up to cover more than essentials and opening doors to help the needy have been in place to make this happen.
I have much to be thankful for and while with some I will name may sound like tragedy or hardship, I count them blessings.
First and foremost I am thankful for family. I am thankful for a husband that has not only put up with my hormonal and weight shifts, but one that has loved me through the down and nasty, as well as the up and happy times.
I am thankful for my three sons, all different in temperament, but all productive in society. Each son with a different view of the world, but each one with the same humane and loving view of family and kindness towards others, man or beast. I am thankful they all took the virtues, and not the faults of our parenting deficits.
I am thankful for the extended family and friends. All people who fall into the category of giving and ones with thanks in their heart. People who stand in the gap in times of need.
I am thankful for technology which brings loved ones close with a click.
I am thankful this winter will not hold the coldness experienced for the past ten. I am thankful of financial blessing of enough to see us through.
I am thankful I was sent back when I had an NDE in my late thirties. I am thankful for the strokes I had at that time. They woke me to reality and an ending of wasting my time in pursuits that were not my true goals. They awoke me to the beauty of the world and the thankfulness I was given another chance to fulfill my dreams rather than only embrace my responsibilities.
I am thankful for walking the path of cancer and beating it twice. I am thankful that the breakdowns in my body during these trials came in one at a time. I am thankful despair was not a companion, only joy.
I am thankful God held me safe as I learned life is a road that can be walked with His strength. I am thankful my husband survived our near-fatal accident, and thankful he still abides with me even as physical hardships abound.
I am thankful that after almost fifty years my husband still has a gleam in his eye when he sees me.
My cup runs over with thankfulness in all and at all times in the good and the bad. Trials make or break a spirit. Mine wants to grow and for the ability to do so, I am thankful.
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