When it comes to life the critical thing is whether you take things for granted or take them with gratitude. ~~ G. K. Chesterton
For the rest of November, I’m going to take with gratitude some of those things I often take for granted — an entire alphabet’s worth! Since today is the ninteenth day of this surge of gratitude, I am giving thanks for “S” things.
I am especially grateful for:
Sky. The sky is an illusion that we take for granted, giving us the security of not having to think that we’re standing on the top (or maybe the bottom!) of a ball that is hurtling into eternal space, with only something called gravity to keep
us tethered. Today I will take with gratitude the sky, even though right now it is dark and heavy with rain clouds.
Stars. How empty the night sky would be without the stars, and how empty our lives would be without the ability to metaphorically reach for those stars. Something worth being grateful for!
Snakes. While I never take snakes for granted, I am always grateful for the alien beasts. They are so unlike us, (and don’t seem to like us) that they add an aura of mystery to life.
Second chances. Until we are dead, there is always one more day to make a difference, always one more chance to try to become who we were meant to be. And I will always be grateful for these second and third and fourth chances.
Shelter. Even when it isn’t home, having a roof over heads is a blessing. I give thanks every day that I have shelter.
Seeds. Truly a miracle of life, seeds bring forth beauty and food, with only a bit of water, soil and sunshine to nourish them into growth.
Senses. Oh, we do take our senses for granted, as if we will always be able to see, hear, touch, taste, smell. And yet, those senses wane with years. These senses are a gift that come with our bodies (the dead, perhaps, have no need of these physical senses since they might have other senses we know nothing about). I am grateful for the ability to interact with the world in so many different ways.
So, what “S” things are you taking for gratitude today?
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See also:
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Pat Bertram is the author of the suspense novels Light Bringer, More Deaths Than One, A Spark of Heavenly Fire, and Daughter Am I. Bertram is also the author of Grief: The Great Yearning, “an exquisite book, wrenching to read, and at the same time full of profound truths.” Connect with Pat on Google+. Like Pat on Facebook.



Oxygen. Unless one’s lungs are compromised or the air is too polluted to breathe, we take oxygen for granted. It is the most common element on earth, making up almost 50% of the earth’s mass, approximately 25% of the air, 90% of water and 65% of the human body. Without oxygen, we simply could not live. We couldn’t breathe, our bodies would desiccate, and the earth itself would be hostile. As I sip my bottle of spring water and breathe deeply of the mostly fresh air, I will give thanks for the simple and common element that makes our lives possible.



Jeff. Although I never took Jeff — my life mate/soul mate — for granted, somehow I always took for granted that we’d be together. Even while he was dying, I took for granted that such was the way things always would be — he dying, me struggling to live. And even at the end, I took for granted that somehow he’d still be in my life, as if he would be in another room, perhaps. After he took his last breath, I was stunned by the absolute feeling of “goneness” I felt. It wasn’t as if he were in another room. It was as if an immense crater had been dug out of my life, my heart, my soul, leaving behind . . . nothing.







