I have a nice house that I try to keep up as best I can. However, it is pretty clear that I take what I have for granted far too often. Yet the other day as I sat outside on my porch reading in my latest book with a glass of iced tea on the table by my side, I happened to glance up and my eyes were opened. It's like the scales fell from my eyes and I took in the beautiful trees in all their verdant finery, the sun-dappled waters on my clear water pool, the lovely pastel hues on the flag hanging off my deck. I noticed the bird songs emanating from the tree boughs all around me and I drank in the sweet, warm breeze. In that moment I became a part of it all, celebrated, and gave thanks.
