(That's entry #2, not 52)
Around the first of this year, I saw a blurb about the book: “365 Thank Yous”. It seems the book was published a couple of years ago. I quickly glanced at the synopsis, and thought that seems interesting. As it sometimes happens, that’s where I left the thought.
Again a few weeks back near the beginning of June, I saw another blurb about this book. I downloaded it from B&N and quickly devoured the entire book in two settings. (Or is it seatings?) Either way this small book delivered a huge wallop.
I have always considered myself quite lucky. I was born on a Friday, the Luckiest day of the week. I am a Pisces, the luckiest sign of all. I was born in the year of the Rabbit, again, the luckiest sign of all. If you ask me, I’m pretty darned Lucky. And just as lucky as I feel, I always try to remember to be thankful.
So there I am on day one reading this book while I have dinner at a favorite steakhouse. The book is powerful in quiet ways. I sat eating my dead cow and crying behind my glasses. Such a pretty sight! Oh, I guess I’m supposed to be thankful for that sight too. ... I suppose. Ha ha.
Anyway, the jist of the book is “the more thankful we are, the more we have things to be thankful for.” And I agree; this is truly an idea that I can get behind. I’m now writing thank you notes, left, right and center, and finding more each day to be thankful for.
Today, I am thankful, that I got up, I made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare, the staff at the airport were all polite and courteous, and as I write this, I’m high over the Pacific Ocean on my way to a First Time visit to Hawaii.
Thankful I am that I’m still on the Road to Fifty! XO