Gratitude

At my 70th birthday I resolved to make the year one of gratitude and I have much to be grateful for.  I now spend some of Sunday morning writing a letter of thanks.  5 down 45 to go.
The blip at the end of the a busy day is one of a rose from a bouquet given to us by guests we had for lunch yesterday.  I am grateful for the time they gave us, the conversations we had and the delight we felt to be in their company.