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Thanks #23 (Thanksgiving)

I am thankful for Thanksgiving. I am thankful for the day of visiting with family yesterday. We had a tremendous meal and fun family time on both Wednesday and Thursday. I’m glad we are able to take the time to get together.

Thanks #21 (Sue)

I am thankful for Sue. She is the mother of Steve, Ryan, and Erin. I am thankful that she did not, and has not stopped being their mother. A good mother, who has used all she knows of parenting, and even learned more in order to do her best as a mother. As their father, I am fortunate to have had a parenting partner who has been as committed to being mom as Sue has. The challenges we’ve faced and our differences aside, we still communicate often and work together to be consistent, caring, and involved as parents; and I’m very thankful for that.

Thanks #20 (Yesterday)

I’m thankful for yesterday. Yesterday was just a nice, quiet, relaxing day. Amaris had a vacation day and we were able to just enjoy the day together with the twins. It was a restful morning compared to most. We both went to My Gym with the twins, then we got them each a donut, and stopped by the workplace of a friend of ours along the way. Then we returned home and played with the kids for a while. We had open-faced turkey sandwiches with gravy and mashed potatoes for lunch. I was able to grab a nap, and the twins also got some sleep. It was just a great day. A day I’m very thankful for.

Thanks #19 (Friends)

I am thankful for friends. Friends, near and far, I am thankful for all. And, from a blog post I did a few months ago, My Friends, My Cousins, “Beginning with trips, visits, and times before they ever registered with my conscious memory, I had many friends. These friends weren’t from my neighborhood or from our church, and I wasn’t even old enough to be in school yet. Nevertheless, I had friends. And as each year passed it seemed as though I had more friends. These friends didn’t go away either, they were just always my friends (they still are), no matter how far time or distance took us from one another. These friends were, and are, my cousins.”

I remember when I was just a little boy, my late Grampy Beal and my late Aunt June were teaching me the word friend and how to spell it. I remember it like it was yesterday, F-R-I-E-N-D, friend to the end. I before E, except after C. Friend to the end is what I remember most, always have, always will, friends to the end. I was hanging around the cash register and counter area at the Good News Book Store that day. I did that on a lot of days. My Grampy owned the store, just as he did the one in Mars Hill, Maine. My Aunt June, and especially, my Aunt Meredith and Uncle Paul, worked at, and ran the store for many, many years. Anyways, I remember the day I learned the word friend, friend to the end. That same day my Grampy also used his typical technique for disposing of hornets that had flown inside. He simply hunted them out of the air and clapped them with his bare hands like most of us would with mosquitoes. At my young age, and on throughout my life, I thought, and realized he feared nothing. That day though, he just wanted to teach his grandson about the word friend.

I’m thankful for my friends. I have good friends, good people who care about matters outside of themselves. Whether we see each other often or seldom, we are friends, and I know we will be friends until the end.

Thanks #18 (Health)

I am thankful for my health. My health may not be the best, but it certainly isn’t the worst. There are a lot of people who have to deal with so many health related issues just to live through another day, and my prayers are with them. I’m fortunate, and I’m thankful for my health.

Thanks #17 (Freedom)

I am thankful for freedom. This is New Hampshire, the state motto is, “Live Free or Die.” Taking the motto a step further, it was originally written as, “Live Free Or Die; Death Is Not The Worst of Evils.” I don’t know about the rest of New Hampshire, but I take freedom pretty seriously. Freedom, meaning by one definition, “The power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint.” What a tremendous definition, and an even greater responsibility. I’m thankful for the freedom, and the responsibility that comes with it. I know it’s within the definition of freedom to carry on as we wish, but we are better served by acting, speaking, and thinking respectfully, and responsibly. Freedom allows this blog to exist. Freedom encourages greatness. Freedom allows the human spirit to perform at its highest levels. Freedom is something we should recognize and appreciate everyday, and, by the same token, we should never take it for granted. So, as I sit here in my home, acting, speaking, and thinking as I wish, I am so thankful for freedom.

Thanks #16 (Shelter)

I am thankful for shelter. Psalm 62:8 – Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us. God is my shelter.

I am thankful for the shelter provided by simply bowing my head, shutting out the world around me, for even just a moment, to have a word with Him.

I am thankful for the shelter of this roof and these four walls. I can be protected from the elements, here with my family.

I am thankful for the shelter provided by our vehicles, allowing me a mode of travel keeping me warm and comfortable.

I am thankful for the shelter I find in conversation with my parents when, for the moment, I can’t seem to handle the thoughts I muster in dealing with troublesome situations.

I am thankful for the shelter I feel when life is going faster than I can run and I pause in the dim of night shadows to smile as I gaze upon any one of the kids peacefully sleeping.

I am thankful for the shelter found in the happy spaces I find among the mundane tasks and jobs in life.

I am thankful for the shelter found in the gathering of family when everyone I ever loved or needed seems to be right there beside me, and we’re all on the same page.

I am thankful for the shelter found in the sad and somber moments when I take inventory of the things that matter most.

I am thankful for the shelter made up of sounds found outdoors that shortens the distance between the fast-paced now and the all-natural then. The wind whispers through the leaves, needles, and twigs. Water rushes continually somewhere out of sight but within earshot. Birds sing and signal all around. Somewhere a squirrel sounds his alarm. Then in other spots there is nothing but silence except for the crunch of leaves under foot. Oh, there is shelter here in these sounds.

I am thankful for the shelter I feel anytime I walk into, or around in, my boyhood yard. It still seems like nothing could ever have harmed me there.

I am thankful for the shelter I find when I stand in the black of night and stare at the sky, so full of stars, that it seems to fall down around me, holding me there as the warm remnants of my own breath visibly curl slowly away from me to leave that amazing view right in front of my eyes.

I am thankful for shelter in so many shapes and forms. Places I can go to regroup, or to weather the storms that life hurls at me from day-to-day.