Memo from the Old Mans Garden Thanksgiving

I forget myself when I forget you and plunge ahead into living as if you did not exist.
My life becomes hard and I become unreasonable.
I suffer when I do not remember that you are with me.

I am thankful that you call me back when I lose myself,
and that I find myself again when I talk with you.
I am thankful.
I find myself in the many things you have given me.
I am thankful.
I thank you for this body and for this life.
I thank you for the people who surround me, showing me your qualities and your kindnesses.
I am thankful.
I thank you for the angels who whisper your love for me endlessly , ever and ever. I am thankful.
I thank you for inspirations filling my mind, calling my soul to hear and respond. I am thankful.
My soul fills with gratitude. I am overwhelmed by your generosity towards me. Endlessly present, always with me, I am thankful.

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