This week Michael asks us to consider the concept of gratitude.
If you haven’t already, check out his post (and watch the video)
I am thankful for a lot of things, some by design, some by luck, and some by blood.
Hubby and I met through an ad in the local paper in 1989. It was the best first class stamp I ever purchased, and the best tenner he invested. I am grateful that he took the time to answer my letter, arrange a meeting, and took me as I was, warts, attitude, baggage and all.
We liked and trusted each other from day one and over the years, have worked together to achieve our proud boast of not owing a penny to a soul and keeping it that way.
He is my rock, my friend, confidante and partner , we can talk about anything, share everything, and I cannot imagine my world without him in it.
I am grateful to Bro, who now resides in NZ, who gave me sanctuary and support when I desperately needed it all those years ago. He was always there for me as a kid, and still is.
When I visited him in 2010, he told everyone his baby sister was coming to stay. Some baby, 54 years old, but always ‘Our Kid’ to him.
Although this is not one of my photos, it depicts how I envisaged him when I was born.
This was us fishing some 54 years later!
I was grateful to our friends in the boating community and the surrounding area for their support and kindness two years ago when Humphrey made his presence known, and to the two old ladies at a bus stop who held me while I cried the day they told me I didn’t need chemo.
I will always be grateful for having loving parents, even when I was ‘not very nice’ and for providing me with balance and compassion when growing up. We had our ups and downs and disagreements, but I never once doubted their love.
I am happy to be the person I am, even though it took me a while to get here, and for having met and had so many wonderful people in my life to help me along the way.