It was one of those moments when you are overwhelmed with the feeling of being blessed.
It was a Saturday afternoon and I was raking leaves on the front lawn. Their colors—-yellow, red, and orange—-blended together perfectly.
I marveled at the colors , and then I looked up and saw my two –year-old daughter’s face against the screen, smiling at me from inside the door. Behind her was our dog ……tail wagging……and ready to bolt outside to play.
As I peered over my daughter’s shoulder, I could see my wife busy in the kitchen preparing what I knew would be a delicious dinner for the friends we’d be hosting for that evening.
At that instant it all came together, and I realized in a profound way how deeply grateful I was.
Wise is the one who invests in a gratitude journal and writes three things they are grateful for before their head hits the pillow each night.
Anonymous
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