I can remember the days when everybody posted their "thank you for favors received" notices in the Personal classified ad columns of newspapers and magazines. There are actually some online sites where we can do that today. But for now, this blog helps me declare (witness?) my feelings of joy and gratitude in a public way that satisfies that need in me. I am very blessed in spite of the money problems, some physical issues, and worries.
When I think about the homeless alone in my city, I cannot even imagine not being able to shower or bathe when I need to, or the feel of critters crawling on my skin, or being so hungry I am in pain, I am grateful for my own shelter and conveniences. When I think of how frightened some of them are to even sleep, to be afraid of turning their back to the dangers around them, that they need to be drunk in order to fall into oblivion in case the danger reaches them, I am grateful for my reasonably safe community. No place is truly safe these days, but most of us are not in the daily danger that these people are in.
When I think about people who are in nursing homes and will never go home again, I am grateful I am still getting around under my own power and living where I do. I cannot imagine what it must be like to depend on the care giving staff so totally that they cannot make a move without assistance.
When I think about those who no longer even know who they are or what they are doing, I am grateful for the mental ability of being able to worry and know what I am worrying about. I am grateful I can remember good memories among those not so good, but I can still remember.
Yes, Dear God, I am grateful for all these things and so much more; please forgive me for all the times I take even these things for granted.
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