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A Grateful Heart

Welcome to Real Life. Earlier this month, I was out walking. The cold wind hit my face. Without thinking, I quoted the opening lines of a poem my mother used to say,
“Blow, blow, thou winter wind. Thou art not so unkind as man's ingratitude.”–William Shakespeare
She memorized it in high school. For some reason, it stuck. On a cold winter day, when the wind hit her face, the words resurrected from her memory.

My mother was known for her grateful heart. It’s funny, I never considered a connection to Shakespeare’s words … that is, until now. For, a few minutes after saying the lines myself, my thoughts turned towards Thanksgiving. It’s November, after all.

Thanksgiving is a holiday of gratitude. During the pilgrim’s first winter in Plymouth (1680-81), more than half their number died of starvation and disease. One year later, at fall harvest, Governor John Carver called for a special celebration to thank God for his provision of food, adequate shelter, and a critical friendship forge…