Giving Thanks

As I load my dishwasher, I often think of my grandmother who didn't have running water and pumped water from a cistern to wash dishes. Yet she loaded the table for a large family with delicious foods and always had cookies for me.

Then I think of my other grandmother. She always met us at the gate with, "I love you," which she repeated as we left. Her drumbeat was, "Get an education."

Then there's my mother, whose pecan pie was legendary. Later this week I'll follow her recipe, which never fails.

For those who came before me, I am grateful. For those coming after me, I am grateful. For all the experiences of my life that have brought me to today, I am grateful.

You write it:  What are you grateful for?