The Gratitude Game

As cheesy as it sounds i am thankful for mfp. I would be gaining instead of losing otherwise.
I am thankful for my family, they are all healthy and happy.
I am thankful for my dog, she gives me unconditional love and licks.
I am thankful for my hubby, he loves my love handles, my quirks, and my weirdness.

Today I am grateful for beautiful weather!! My family and my health!!

I'm thankful for God! I'm thankful for his son Jesus! I'm thankful that I love and am loved. I'm thankful for peace and joy! I'm thankful for food to eat and a roof over my head. I'm thankful for all the people that stand up for Christ.

I am grateful for the other posts on here that have made me realise that whilst it is important that I restart a goals centred approach to improving my health and fitness, there are many other things in life that need to be celebrated

I am grateful that I have the time to make healthy meals for myself and my husband.
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I don't know if this is allowed, however this was went to me by a family member and I wanted to share it. It brought tears to my eyes and today I am very grateful that I am not alone and that I am truly loved.


The
Cab Ride

I arrived at the address and honked the horn.
after waiting a few minutes
I walked to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a
frail, elderly voice. I could hear something
being dragged across the floor.

After
a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in
her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a
print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned
on it, like somebody out of a 1940's
movie.

By her side was a small nylon
suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had
lived in it for years. All the furniture was
covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils
on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and
glassware..

'Would you carry my bag
out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase
to the cab, then returned to assist the
woman.

She took my arm and we walked
slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I
told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers
the way I would want my mother to be
treated.'

'Oh, you're such a good
boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave
me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'

'It's not the
shortest way,' I answered quickly..

'Oh, I don't mind,' she
said. 'I'm in no hurry I'm on my way to a
hospice.

I looked in the rear-view
mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have
any family left,' she continued in a soft
voice.. 'The doctor says I don't have very
long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the
meter.

'What route would you like me
to take?' I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me
the building where she had once worked as an
elevator operator.

We drove through the neighbourhood where she and her husband
had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in
front of a furniture warehouse that had once
been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow
in front of a particular building or corner and
would sit staring into the darkness, saying
nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon,
she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was
a low building, like a small convalescent home,
with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to
the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were
solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to
the door. The woman was already seated in a
wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?'
She asked, reaching into her
purse.

'Nothing,' I said

'You have to make a living,' she answered.


'There are other passengers,' I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.
She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,'
she said 'Thank you.'

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning
light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound
of the closing of a life..

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove
aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that
day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had
gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient
to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked
once, then driven away?

On a quick
review, I don't think that I have done anything
more important in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve
around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully
wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY
WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL
ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL

Life
may not be the party we hoped for, but while we
are here we might as well dance. :flowerforyou:

I am grateful for chances.
I have the chance to go to school and study fascinating things.
I have the chance to lose weight and be healthy.
I have the chance to spend the day with people I enjoy.
I have the chance to go for a nice run in a pretty park.

I'm grateful to live in a time and place where there is such an abundance of food that I can be overweight.
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Yep, we are the lucky ones!

I am grateful that I have been given so far 25 years of life. This world is a scary place but I have seen many beautiful things. I am grateful for my husband who works so hard to keep a roof over my and our rabbit's head. After being unemployed for a couple of months, I am thankful that I will be starting a new job on Tuesday! My best friend of 20 years just had her first baby and he is healthy and so adorable!! I feel like there is so much I can be thankful for and so much to cherish! The list can go on and on and on..

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