Too seldom do I, or I suspect most of of us, take a pause to reflect on
the fortunate circumstances in which we find ourselves. Sometimes by
design, sometimes by blind happenstance. More than likely a blending of
each tending towards the latter, or in my case, being fortunate in spite
of my best efforts.
And so I tender these meager offerings of gratitude to God, Allah, The Great Spirit, The God of Chance, or whatever personification of fortune you prefer:
* The relative health I enjoy, enough so that I can pommel myself in pursuit of athletic mediocrity.
* The love of my wife, daughter, friends and extended family, and their support in my life. I can't look in the mirror and say that I deserve either, but they're with me nonetheless.
* The life I've lived that has made me what I am today. I can't look back and say that it's any kind of "example" to follow, but I can point to myself and say I'm stronger for it.
And so I tender these meager offerings of gratitude to God, Allah, The Great Spirit, The God of Chance, or whatever personification of fortune you prefer:
* The relative health I enjoy, enough so that I can pommel myself in pursuit of athletic mediocrity.
* The love of my wife, daughter, friends and extended family, and their support in my life. I can't look in the mirror and say that I deserve either, but they're with me nonetheless.
* The life I've lived that has made me what I am today. I can't look back and say that it's any kind of "example" to follow, but I can point to myself and say I'm stronger for it.
What about you?
1 comment:
Pretty simple for me really. I'm thankful for a great family, good friends, and truly fortunate life. Happy thanksgiving, David!
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