I am grateful for shadows on the afternoon lawn. It means the sun is peeking through for the first time today.
I am grateful for crunchy peanut butter that goes with celery for lunch.
I am grateful for the beginning of fall color outside my window, finally.
I am grateful for a kind postman.
I am grateful that memories I have of my mom are good ones, and the unpleasant ones have mostly vanished.
I am grateful for a huge surprise on the porch a few minutes ago.
Not the same kind of surprise, but I am grateful we have a big yard for dogs who use it to poop.
I am grateful for stupidness that makes me giggle. I was never ever a fan of those “Airplane” movies, however.
I am grateful for easy-to-change toilet paper holders, because we have one certain guest, not mentioning any names, who likes to put the toilet paper UNDER every time he goes to the bathroom, and during his visits, I change it back to OVER no less than a half a dozen times.
I am grateful that we get to go to a football game tonight, one more time before surgery.
I am grateful that I have birdseed for Dad’s bird feeder.
I am grateful for a vacuum cleaner, much needed this week.
I am grateful that I have learned to wear jeans more than once before laundering.
I am grateful for all of the people who are giving Sam their advice, their gadgets and potions, and written word on faith healing and cancer cures. He has a small arsenal.
I am grateful for the tears that are flowing from an email that he just received from Soon-to-be-Author-Linda, and the one who sent us that box of blue bracelets last year. She has the best way with words and makes me either cry from laughter or cry from love. This one is from love, and so much of it:
I just wanted to drop you a note and let you know that the blue bracelet is back on, the prayers that never ceased have been changed up a bit, and that you and your beautiful wife are in my thoughts daily.When a friend becomes ill, I always question why. Why do these things happen to the nicest of nice instead of the prisoner awaiting execution? Why haven’t they found cures for diseases that have been around forever? They’ve found immunizations against polio, tuberculosis, mumps and measles. What is the hold up on diabetes, arthritis and cancer? I soon realize that the answer to my whys are not in my hands. I am not a scientist. I am not a doctor. But I am a believer and so instead of petri dishes and test tubes I turn to my faith. I know God. God is good all the time and all the time God is good. That is something that is not unfamiliar to you. I have visited with God about you Sam. I have asked Him for your healing. I have asked Him to blur the memories of your last battle so that you may forge ahead with a fresh vision of hope and confidence. I have asked Him to give you additional strength. I have asked Him to let you realize the importance of you letting people do for you. I think one of the greatest gifts someone can give another person is letting them serve and cater to them without being too proud to accept the offers.So in the days ahead Sam, remember you are never alone. Remember to set your pride and stubbornness aside and ask for help. Lean on those around you. In doing so it makes you and them stronger. What I want you to know most is that you are loved by many, myself included…
I am grateful for angels that God sends to us in the form of Lindas and Joyces and Karens and Chantals and Amys and Kathys and Kims and Carols and Roxannes and Melissas and Cindys and Julies and Deloreses and Michelles and Angelas and Jessies and Danas and Dennises and Cosmos and Mikes and Johns and Brians and Randys and Daves and Dads and and and…they are all around us.
I am grateful for color.
I am grateful for a good friend who brings me back to reality when I begin to panic, and she points out passive aggressive behaviors and subtle manipulation that still cause knots down deep.
I am grateful for the will power to turn down hash browns and cake.
And I am grateful for deep conversation with my husband who knows my heart and is so cautious to protect it.