The Mercury / Tuesday

This Thursday will be Thanksgiving in the USA. Millions will travel “home” or “to the grandkids” and, for most, enjoy a traditional Thanksgiving meal of turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, and local “fixings.” Families will eat and then play board games, kick a football, watch football on TV, or sleep off the effects of indulgence. Churches will feed the homeless and, no matter what a person’s means, the nation will somewhat unify around the national table and offer thanks for the incredible excesses of this wonderful country.

Most of us develop a “grateful” list. Here’s mine:

• My health and the health of my sons. It’s easy to forget that I had a massive heart attack 20 years ago and I have five stents in my heart. My sons are the gift that has kept me living. (No pressure boys). They are in perfect health.

• Family, friends everywhere – and the men and women with whom I share life.

• My daily wonderful job; clients who trust me to share in their lives; the men and women who read my work.

• The vast capacity for generosity that is in every person.

Yes, I am grateful for the kindness that lives within you, dear reader. My hope is that we will all express it freely and widely.

Posted on November 21, 2017 at 5:48 am in Difficult Relationships   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL