I am grateful:

•  For multi-grain crackers and bread
• That Sam shows such love and respect by opening the door for me
• That my sister is so patient with Natia
• For this: HOPE = Hold. On. Pain. Ends.
• For my granddaughters in Oregon who posed so sweetly for this picture that makes me want to stare all the day long

• For carpet underfoot
• For Orion that declares the glory of God above me on an evening dark canvas
• For calm under pressure
• For people who care about having pleasant breath, because when it’s bad, it’s vewy vewy bad.
• For this…”Unless you know the whole situation, keep your mouth shut.” Keep my mouth shut even if I DO know the whole situation.
• For five mile aches
• For an absence of dread and then disappointment when Valentine’s Day comes around
• For cotton candy that made my Bingo friends happy last night and grateful that I had just enough for everyone – some of them had never eaten it before

•  For floss
• That I do not have to eat mushrooms if I don’t want to, and I don’t want to. You can’t make me.
• For the hymn, “Be Still My Soul,” especially when my soul is not so still
• That I am not in charge of the world
• For cream cheese frosting
• That I can now slather my bread in butter and load my potato in butter and eat my egg every morning without guilt, because studies now indicate it is okay with my body
• For this little game that Sam pulled out of one of his boxes last night that brought back fun memories