On This Day I Am Thankful

In the morning we ran a five-mile race. Ben and I finished together. Trudy came running down the final stretch soon after. The sky was blue. The sun was warm.

In the afternoon, Trudy cooked turkey and ham and beans and sweet potatoes and stuffing. The patio door was open. The dog snapped at bees flying around the living room.

Later we went for a hike. The dog ran ahead. Sunlight grazed the tops of pale-trunked Sycamores. Yellow fingernail-sized Cedar elm leaves fell to our feet. Purple-white blossoms of wild Asters lined our path.

In the evening, Trudy and I drank tea and played Scrabble as the dog slept.

On this day, I am thankful for these things: a family and what we do together. But I am most thankful for the luxury to contemplate these things. In a world of pain and sorrow, of misery and death, such little things and the time to reflect upon them is a gift beyond imagining.

Happy Thanksgiving.

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