The Pilgrims made seven times more graves than huts. No Americans have been more impoverished than these who, nevertheless, set aside a day of thanksgiving.
I saw this quote today and had to pause for a moment. Seven times more graves than huts means a lot of graves. But as I thought about it, I realized that Westermayer (who the heck is this, by the way?) is comparing graves to huts, and talking about people who set aside an entire day to be thankful for huts. Not houses. Not condos. Not apartments. Not cabins. Not trailers. But huts. A day of thanks for huts. Talk about an attitude of gratitude.
The Pilgrims set aside a day of Thanksgiving. I am setting setting aside this post to list the things for which I am thankful today:
1. My in-laws drove over two hours each way to spend one hour in Laura’s classroom today for Grandparents’ Day.
2. We ate lunch outside in the warm sunshine.
3. I got to cut things out of construction paper for Laura’s teacher.
4. The service manager at the Volvo dealership called me to say that my car was ready. And when I asked him what had been wrong with it, he explained what it was. Then he said something that I never expected to hear: “We made a mistake when we installed the brake pads. It was our fault. It should have been done properly the first time. We test drove it and made certain that it is fixed. I’m sorry for the trouble it caused you.” I drove it home and it did not squeak, moan or vibrate. It turns out that I may not need a peenus when I go to the Volvo dealership after all.
5. Courtney and Grant will be here this weekend.
6. We will go visit Kristen and Adam the following weekend.
7. Tom emailed me from a meeting with his Blackberry and this is what it said: “I miss you right now.”
8. I had an unplanned cup of coffee with Trish, Jamie, and Jamie’s twins, Tatum and Chase today. (Okay, Tatum and Chase skipped the coffee part.) The light that emanates from all four of them is the same color and temperature. Warm, light gold, energizing and comforting. Jamie also has bits of sparkling crystals surrounding her.
9. When I was setting stations on my car radio, I happened to catch Jeff Buckley singing Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” from start to finish.
10. When Laura was tired at the end of her school day and I was holding her on my lap in the rocking chair, I sang “Hallelujah” to her. She told me that I’m the most beautiful woman in the world and that I sing “Hallelujah” better than Jason Castro. I am grateful to have someone in my life who truly believes that I’m beautiful and that I can sing better than this guy: