Sometimes we take for granted our wonderful gift of life. It
is a miracle just to wake up every morning--to be alive another
day. Just to be able to get breakfast, to crack eggs, or to pour
milk, just to feel myself functioning, with all parts working
together. I am a miracle!
I am reminded to stop sometimes, like today, which has been
chaotic, just to feel grateful for this miraculous gift. I don’t
want to wait until all of this is threatened, when I might be
sick, hurt, and out of circulation, before I realize it could be
taken away at any time.
I want to be fully aware of the wonders of my life now, while
I am healthy and able. Let me appreciate my family, in spite of
the extra work and care they cause me.
Let me keep my appreciation current, like the fresh eggs,
new, like the morning paper, and bright, like my grandchildren’s
faces or the sunlight streaming in my windows.
I am thankful for each day of life and will never take it for