You know who you are.
Over the years you all made it possible for us to have a home. You provided honest work and fair pay. You helped me warm our mobile through the winter nights and cool it through the summer days. We had adequate food and clothing. Our animal companions were cared for.
You cut and carried firewood, cleaned our home, care-taked, replaced roofing, repaired vehicles, loaned equipment, made donations, provided transportation, and took risks.
You spoke up, reached out, reached in your pockets, made time, made loans, respected, trusted, prayed from many faiths, encouraged, and shared your talents and resources.
You were with us through twenty-five years of medical appointments, expenses, hospitalizations, chronic pain and suffering, life-threatening events, ambulance rides, and finally my beloved Carol’s beautiful passing last fall.
You have given me countless gifts of worldly and other-worldly value.
You held me when I wept in sorrow and joined me in tears of joy.
I am humbled.
I am blessed.
I sing, hike, laugh, and love where I can.
I continue my sacred work.
For all of this,
I thank all of you.
The Grateful Living,