Thanks

It has become tradition to gather on the Sunday before Thanksgiving to feast with my Dad. Just before dinner, we all take a turn to express gratitude for something in our lives. I wanted to say “48 – 24,” {Go Utes!!} but felt it was inappropriate after hearing others give thanks for employment, food, family, and new running shoes. Since then I have been thinking a lot about what I am grateful for. Here’s my short list:

G: I love G. He is a great husband. I know he tries so hard to keep me happy, even when it must seem virtually impossible.

Family: I have a big family. I have four parents*, in-laws and a zillion siblings. Sometimes it is overwhelming, especially during the holidays, to have so many families to choose from and no way of being with them all at the same time. I was complaining about this fact once to a friend who reminded me that there are many people who are alone during the holidays and I am lucky to have so many options. She is so right. I am lucky.
*We are not polygamist.

Home: We may not have the biggest house or the nicest yard on the street, but to me my house is a mansion. Dorothy was on to something – there is no place like home.

Food: This year is a rough year for many families who are doing their best to get buy. I have heard of more food drives than ever for people who can barely afford to eat. It really makes me think twice before I open my pantry chuck-full of canned goods and groan about having nothing to eat.

10 Fingers: I have played the piano basically my entire life. I actually wanted to take piano lessons. It is something I’ve always enjoyed and have found pleasure in doing. My Mother told me once that God gave me a special gift. While I've always thought I was an ok pianist, her comment gave me a greater appreciation for my talent and willingness to share it with others.

There are so many little things too. For example, you have no idea how happy I am that the city added an extra lane on Beck Street to relieve the rush-hour traffic, or that Brooks Fabrics finally hired me as one of their hemstitchers.

May we all take an inventory of the blessings in our life and say a prayer of gratitude. Happy Thanksgiving.