Some Blessings Are Simple

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(The day after Thanksgiving, 2014)  Click here to listen to this post

Max
There are times that the words that I want will not come to me.  Thanksgiving is my favorite day of the year, and this year, in particular, has been filled with people and experiences for which I am especially grateful. This morning I sat down to write exactly why I feel that way..., but the words simply refuse to flow.   

Perhaps it is because there is so much for which to be thankful that I can not begin to sort it out. Should I start with the sheer thrill of walking out of the door each morning into another beautiful Texas day? Are there any words that would express the joy of reuniting with my long lost cousins Glenn and Jane, and meeting their families? What about the trips I took with my sons and getting to spend some time with my grandchildren, Alise, Momo, and Zilker? Or do I begin with the excellent Thanksgiving meal that I enjoyed yesterday with dear friends Roger, Carolyn, Kay, Michelle, and Brody?

As I sit at my keyboard searching for the words, one of my blessings, Max, comes over and indicates that it is time for me to scratch behind his ears. Max wants me to know that some blessings are so simple that they require  no words!

Location: Round Rock, TX, USA

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