Gratitude

This evening I was hit with a wave of gratitude while putting away our cleaned dishes in preparation for making dinner. I had just rested having exhausted myself by scrubbing a smallish portion of the deck in the rear of our house. Scrubbing the deck will probably take me an hour or two a day (all I can manage!) for about five days, remembering that all tasks take three to five times the time normally required. Maria was in the basement continuing some repair work on one of our closets. We were each doing what we could in our own ways. My gratitude was because we make a good team and it could be so much worse.