by cheri sabraw
Four years ago I wrote about gratitude, the quality of being thankful, and gratitude, a wire sign I saw on the wall of Lily’s Coffee House.
I purchased the sign for $45.00, intending to bring it back to my home and hang it on the bedroom wall so it would be the first word I would see when I awoke and remind me to take stock of my many blessings.
Unfortunately, I left the sign wrapped in newspaper, like a freshly caught trout, in my little house on the Central Coast. My cleaning lady, Graciela, inadvertently threw away the sign, a mystery that took us, in both broken Spanish and broken English, several weeks to unravel.
No problem, Graciela. I am grateful for you and do not want you to worry that you threw the gratitude sign away, I told her.
She was, indeed, grateful for my reaction and offered to pay for it.
No, my friend, you cannot pay for gratitude. It is something that you must ponder every day if you are to keep your sanity in this world.
Four years have passed.
I find that the secret to a contented life is to be grateful. Every day.
So, in the spirit of taking my own advice, I will call up what I am grateful for this very October morning:
1. Fresh air
2. The ability to walk
5. A fat loving dog
6. A studly husband (note this list is not in descending order)
7. Siblings who agree with me politically
9. Harry Truman and Ronald Reagan
10. Winston Churchill
I am sure you have your own lists. Do you care to share?