Gratitude

I never really knew what gratitude was. I always thought that it had something to do with being grateful (pleased) with something that was given to me or done for me. It always had a physical connotation to it for me.... like either a gift, money, sex, a promotion.... something I could see, hold, touch, smell, feel..etc. It never occured to me that gratitude could be a thought, a feeling, a state of being.

This morning I am going to Church with my ex fiance. We are driving down to Albuquerque to go to a new Church, a progessive one, an all inclusive one. We are going together. My ex has been instrumental in my returning to the Church. She saw something in me that I myself did not. She helped me see through the dark and helped me step in to the light. Through all of our ups and downs, our engagement and breakup she has remained a friend, my best friend. She prays for me and with me and wants nothing more than for me to heal, to grow and to become the kind of person she knows I really am. She wants me to believe in me.

We will drive to Albuquerque together, go to church together, have lunch, poke around the big city, come home and then go our separate ways..... buy I will take a small piece of her with me, in my heart and in my soul. It will always be there for she has taught me so very much, especially the true meaning of the word gratitude.

Have a blessed Sunday.

Mark