A
couple of days before Thanksgiving I was writing out a short list of things we
would need, cat litter for the grand kittens, French fried onions, pecans,
Welch’s sparkling grape juice, things that are not normally on my shopping
list.
I
went on the computer to check the time DMV was open as I was combining a run
into town between grocery shopping and getting #2 son his driver’s license. When I sat down at the computer my facebook
page was up and this is a post from a friend of mine.
Seeing
as I was going shopping for Thanksgiving, a day of giving thanks for all we
have, it did make me pause.
People
say they are rich in family, friends, land or even spiritually. But how many of us would stop and consider
ourselves part of the healthiest, wealthiest and wise? I was sitting there writing out a shopping
list for cat litter of all things and not even thinking that there are those that could not afford to
feed themselves on a daily basis yet
along a pet…or be able to write out a list. I am thinking of the china and
silver, thankful that my four children will all be under my roof, but not
grasping the enormity of how thankful I should be because I take so much of my
life for granted. The fact that I can
worry about the mundane things because
the larger stuff is already taken care of is probably the largest.
So
this Thanksgiving I didn’t sweat the small stuff. If the food all got done on time great and if
it didn’t we could yet it the next day. If we didn’t eat at the designated time and you are whining, than eat a cracker and wait like everyone else. The rolls got a little too dark on the
bottom? I don’t want to hear it, cut the bottom off. Ironically it was the most relaxed day. By not sweating the small stuff which sometimes made it more of a chore than a privilege, I was able to
appreciate all the rest.
So
I printed that little sign out and hung it beside the computer to remind
myself. In the long run the leaves still
in the gutter, headache I have medicine for or the garden which still needs to
be completely cleaned up will not matter so I shouldn’t stress. Que Sera
Sera I should pay attention to the bigger
words in that big picture “blessed,
luckier and fortunate”.
2 comments:
Truer words have never been spoken. :)
This is so beautiful! Words and thoughts to live by. I have saved it, hoping to print and frame it for all who enter our home to read. Thank you Judy.
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