Broad strokes considered
first, I am thankful for the Christian community which helped form me. Many
nations offer no right to vote or express discontent (although I think we often go
overboard in exercising this right). I give thanks to the moral and Christian
creators of our constitution, and for the many charitable foundations they
passed to us: hospitals, libraries, schools, care for the poor and needy and
for children, born or unborn. Thank God for providing Christian parents and grandparents
and good churches.
I am thankful that my
last employer was the best ever. Abbott Labs gave me a sense of respect and
appreciation unequaled in my history, and many friends I value greatly. Pat
Pool encouraged and taught me; he gave me a sense of close partnership and
great desire for us to excel together. The Abbott Extras allowed me to become
better acquainted with many more good people, enriching my life.
A community of writers
broadened my horizon; NTPWA brought me a group of like-minded friends and two
especially became life-long companions. Mell Morris has moved on to create even
more perfect poetry I look forward to reading when I see her again in heaven.
Betty Kurecka, my heart reaches out to you, my encourager, my supporter, there
in time of need. Maybe we can learn together to Skype and shrink the miles
between us since I moved away.
My family has shown me
great love always, and Sandy and Keith Pipkin have made room for me in their
hearts and home when my living alone became difficult. They each have made
myriads of silent daily sacrifices for my comfort. I’m sure there are many
times I have been unaware, or only later realized the extent of their efforts
to incorporate my needs and desires into their busy lives. And they do these
things not because I deserve it, but from the depth of love they so graciously
show me.
In two months I’ll be
84; I thank God that I’m not approaching the end, but coming nearer to the
glorious day I will see my Savior face to face.
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