Thanksgiving Redux

I received an email from a buddy (thanks, Ron) pertaining to Thanksgiving. It really hits you, so here goes:

I Am Thankful…..

  • …for the taxes that I pay because it means that I am employed.
  • …for the mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
  • …for the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.
  • …for my shadow who watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.
  • …for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.
  • …for all the complaining I hear about the government because it means we have freedom of speech.
  • …for the spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking.
  • …for the lady behind me in church who sings off key because it means that I can hear.
  • …for the piles of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.
  • …for weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been productive.
  • …for the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means that I am alive.
  • …for getting too much email because it lets me know I have friends who are thinking of me.
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