Gratitude is born in hearts that take time to count up past mercies.
Charles E. Jefferson
love love this.and the all my days of my days too.and you are wise dear cristie,sometimes my glass is half full only after I've seen it half empty first. sigh.
I love you.I will memorize this one.The words will be a perennial answer to a recurrent prayer - thank you.
"essential repetition, sacred work"...yes, well worth repeating...it is indeed within the ordinary tasks that we can connect most deeply with the sacredness of simply being. Thank you for this elegant poem.
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