Last Fall I was debating about over-wintering some outdoor plants. I've never really done that as I didn't really know what I was doing. So many Instagram friends and gardeners with much greater skill than this old gardener offered tips and encouragement. Here we are, in late January, and my hibiscus is still blooming and looking quite lovely if I say so myself. Thanks to all who offered encouragement and tips. My hibiscus thanks you!
Gratitude. Thankfulness. Sometimes it comes so easily. Other times, not so much. Yet sometimes it sneaks up on me, like a wild weed, growing in the brokenness of my heart. Thankfulness and gratitude for the small things. It's easy to be grateful for the grand gestures and the impressive gifts. It's the small things, the simple things that people do every day for us that we often overlook and forget to be thankful. Gratitude does have a way of sneaking up on us sometimes. It hits us out of the blue, just when we need it the most. A neighbor who brings a small plant as a gift. A plate of cookies. Sharing a dram of scotch newly discovered. The simple joys of sharing and thankfulness. Simple, ordinary lives intersecting over shared love and hope. Thank you all for the hope and joy you bring every day. I am thankful. I am grateful. Amen.
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