It’s too bad many of us only think about what we’re grateful for at Thanksgiving. We should be thankful every day. We live in a land of plenty when people in other parts of the world go hungry, have no homes, no freedoms, and live with fear every day.
As we sit around a table laden with enough food to feed two or three times as many people, we give thanks for our many blessings. Here are a few of mine.
Grandchildren who make me laugh and fill me with good cheer.
Children who’ve grown into responsible, caring adults.
My husband who’s a quiet presence in our home, always supportive, a good man.
A family who takes care of each other.
Friends who love us and care about us.
Our house that shelters us, in a neighborhood of genuinely nice people.
My talent as a writer where I can entertain readers by giving life to the characters in my head.
Supportive writing friends.
Fans who are enjoy my books.
Books that have always been my friends.
My list could go on and on. Even though I mentioned him above, I am most grateful for the man I married 44 years ago on Thanksgiving.
Safe travels to all who will be on the road this week.
What are you grateful for?