remind ourselves that, after all, it could be worse. It just so
happens that here in the United States, we have such an occasion
institutionalized, using the excuse of our ancestors having lived
through their first year in an unfamiliar place. (The fact that their
having lived through that first year meant that they managed to doom
the locals who gave them a helping hand is only recently being
acknowledged.) So in the grand tradition of being grateful for what
we've got, I give thanks that (among other things):
I know elsewhere in these United States, the weather is horrible. I
know tomorrow, the forecast is for cold, nasty weather here. But for
right now, it's a little brisk and it's sunny and the sky is blue.
I'll remember this relatively balmy weather when I'm standing out in
the rain, waiting for the bus, because I know the sun will be out
again, if not tomorrow, then surely another day in the near future.
I know others aren't as fortunate, but I have a roof over my head
that's intact (especially since it was replaced the year before last)
and working gutters (especially since they were replaced last year)
and the basement hasn't leaked since, so I'm assuming it was all
I know others haven't had this kind of luck, but I have a splendid
The Hub, who is amazingly patient considering I am not known for such.
I know others get despondent, but I know that for every
disappointment, there is a bright spot, and all I have to do is reach
And I am thankful for all that. Happy Thanksgiving!
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