The fire has gone out. My fingers are cold.
But you know what? I am a grateful woman.
There are bags of pellets for the pellet stove out in the garage. The sun is streaming through my (supposedly) energy-efficient window in my (relatively) warm house. My pantry is stocked with nutritious food, and if it weren't, it would be a matter of minutes for me to go buy what I need at my choice of nearby variety-laden supermarkets - and with cash, I might add, that my able-bodied husband earns honestly at his fairly-compensated and steady long-term job.
My children are warmly clothed.
My to-do list centers on maintenance rather than on survival.
I'm more likely to need to vacuum my carpets than patch a leaky roof.
We ration Christmas cookies to curtail greed ....
.... some are rationing the last of the rice, to keep starvation at bay.
A World Vision Catalog came to our door a week ago, and as we pored over the photos of foreign children holding ducks and goats, suddenly the wish lists we'd laboriously thought up for the children in our lives seemed awfully petty.
When we could give food....
What are you grateful for today?
How could you show it?
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