Gratitude

I was cleaning the racks from my oven this morning and feeling very matter-of-fact about it so I reminded myself to feel grateful I could even do it, that it was a gift and privilege to have the means and opportunity.  I am reminded of the fact that I can now mow the front lawn and that I could not a few years ago.  Mowing that yard takes me two hours and exhausts me for that day.  Sometimes my neighbors come over and do it for me while they mow their own yards.  It takes them fifteen minutes and is not a big deal.