Once again, I extend my sincere thanks to all those who take time to read my Little column contribution. Your comments are heartwarming and appreciated.
As we approach Thanksgiving with a happy collection of our family members planning to gather for the feast and fellowship, Kaye and I reflect on the long list of things for which we are grateful.
Our family and friends are near the top of the list. Good health and happiness all around us are also right up there. We’re blessed in so many ways. Living in this part of God’s country is a huge plus. Waking up early each morning on the bank of “our” Saranac River adds a delightful dimension in all seasons.
Readers who spend time on Facebook are aware of a recent game involving followers who list a specific number of things for which they are grateful. It is a welcome change from others who seem to be obsessed with griping and complaining about everything from the neighbor’s dogs to the potholes.
Kaye and I have survived the hills and valleys of life by clinging to optimism. We are not so naïve as to think every story ends with “And they all lived happily ever after.” But we cling to the hope that each new day brings new hope.
We don our cloaks of light and love and always allow others to share them with us. Of course we have our pet peeves, but rather than sitting and stewing, we concentrate on ways we can contribute toward change for the better in our home, our neighborhood, our country and our world.
When Kaye and I were married almost 40 years ago, an amazing new chapter began for us. Those who know us best are aware that our life together is not a façade. What you see is what you get. We love each other and begin each day with a lingering kiss and hug. We say “I love you” many times between morning and night and mean it.