small heart, much gratitude

Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.

~A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh

It is Thanksgiving morning, and I am up earlier than anticipated thanks to a cheerful dog who was ready to play.  The house is quiet as my daughter and her friend, Sleep, make up for lost time in her cozy bed.  The dogs and I sit on the couch and watch the sun sparkle on top of the snow crystals that remain from yesterday’s first dusting of the season.  I watch the steam of my hot green tea curl and rise then kiss the window.  The morning birds have begun feeding outside the kitchen and sing brightly, celebrating sunshine and suet.birds

Some days, my heart is so filled with gratitude that it wells up into my throat and feels like I am going to burst.  Yes, there are days like yesterday when my car dies in my driveway, the dishwasher goes on the fritz, and an unruly squirrel tears up my bird feeders.  And yet, after the window of frustration has passed, I realize that I’m fortunate to have neighbors who loan me a vehicle, running water so that I can wash the dishes, and well, enough food to share with squirrels and birds alike.

So this morning, I lift up a prayer of thanksgiving to the Creator for the blessings that enrich my life daily.  May all of our hearts continued to be filled with gratitude for the gifts bestowed up on us by our Maker.

 

One thought on “small heart, much gratitude

  1. Today is beautiful as we travel to have Thanksgiving with Bill’s family in SC. Hope your day is uneventful except for the joys of this day. Much love to you.

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