I am always thankful. If things are going well, I’m thankful for the good things. If things are disarrayed, I’m thankful it’s not worse.
This Friday I am thankful for my husband. My thoughts and words seem trite as I formulate them, but here is an example of my first hour in the morning with him. He wakes me up because he’s already up, so I don’t need an alarm clock. He brings me a cup of tea, perfectly sweetened and creamed. This morning, while I was getting ready, he also brought me a glass of water and a Sudafed. Quite often he brings me a bowl of cereal with milk and banana slices. That’s just one part of my day, but he’s always taking good care of me. He delights in serving others, and I’m around so often, I get the benefits. I’m very thankful for the gentle starts to my days.
I’m also thankful for Gallit Zvi. We have been working together on a project, and we were able to finish this week. I’m thankful for the easy way we communicate and how we have a variety of strengths between the two of us. I think we complement each other. When I’m with her in a GHO or in person, it’s easy and comfortable. It seems like we’ve known each other much longer than we really have.
I’m thankful that the friends we’re taking to the airport in 15 minutes are going to take things to mail to my daughters and to my KG class’s pen pals. That way they will arrive much sooner than if we mailed them from here.
And speaking of my girls, I’m very thankful that they have become grown up, talented, thoughtful, contributors to society. They are constantly in my head and heart.
And speaking of my kindergarteners, they are too cute, and they teach me new things every day, like how to count to ten in Arabic, for one. I’m thankful that I get to have this once-in-a-lifetime experience with them.