Most mornings, on those mornings when we remember, my husband and I start the day sharing something for which are grateful. As I’ve mentioned in previous blogs, these gratitudes range from the simple to the complex, the mundane to the profound. Often they center around what on our minds when we first wake up—like coffee.
Today when he offered gratitude for the cup of coffee that I would be bringing to him, I chuckled at his way of letting me know that he was ready for his first cup of the morning. But then we started talking about all the gratitude behind that simple thought: I was grateful that I had the physical ability to get the coffee, that I wanted to get it, that we could afford it, that we could enjoy it in a warm house. All those many gratitudes behind a single, simple one.
Today when he offered gratitude for the cup of coffee that I would be bringing to him, I chuckled at his way of letting me know that he was ready for his first cup of the morning. But then we started talking about all the gratitude behind that simple thought: I was grateful that I had the physical ability to get the coffee, that I wanted to get it, that we could afford it, that we could enjoy it in a warm house. All those many gratitudes behind a single, simple one.
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