If we cannot be thankful for the small delights in our lives, we cannot call ourselves thankful at all.
For example, I am thankful for bees. Bees help flowers to make seeds so there can be more flowers. Flowers are pretty, and the world would be a dull, dreary place without them—particularly daisies, which have been called the friendliest of flowers. Bees also make honey. Honey is perhaps the healthiest sweetener known to man, and it does wonders for sore throats when added to lemon tea.
I am also exceedingly thankful for facial tissues. I don’t care what Bilbo Baggins thinks: if I were setting out on an adventure, I’d rather have a package of easily disposable Kleenex than a filthy little pocket-handkerchief that does nothing but hold germs and other unmentionables.
I am thankful for the advances of modern medicine. Normally I tend to be a Miniver Cheevy with Born-To-Late Syndrome, preferring the past over the present. But if there’s one think I like about the 21st century, it’s the availability of things like Tylenol and Mucinex and cough drops.
Another delight to be thankful for is sweatpants and sweatshirts: the baggier and warmer, the better. There are few things more delightful than to dress for comfort’s sake alone, and not to feel like you have to impress anybody. Of course, this slouchy look is at its best when worn under a blanket whilst curled up before the fireplace, sipping honey-lemon tea, using up a forest of tissues, and trying to write a blog post despite the medicated fog overcoming your congested head.
If there is one thing I have learned after 20 years and 8 months of living, it’s that it’s best to remain thankful…and optimistic.
I agree, my Little One. If you can remain optimistic in the midst of your current misery of illness, you can face nearly anything the Lord chooses to allow you to face.
I’m praying you’ll feel better very soon.
dank oo…
Optimism is good. ;] Hope you feel much better very quickly.