My nephew Michael just turned 4 years old. I had to miss the family birthday party on Saturday so we set up a Skype call on Sunday evening. He had arrived back home from his grandparents' house, taken his bath, put on his jammies -- now it was time to talk to Aunt Margaret.
First he showed me a fire engine. He pressed the button so I could hear the siren. Then he disappeared from the screen, returning with an ambulance. More sirens. He was gone for a few minutes and finally returned with an orange dump truck. One by one, Michael brought out each of the gifts that he had received at the party, clearly relishing each one and proud to demonstrate its features to me. There was a pickup truck, Play-doh set, modeling clay, LeapFrog and finally - 2 birthday cards.
I was inspired by Michael to consider the gifts I am given each day. How often do I bring them out one at a time, delighting in their features and sharing my joy in them with others? Thanks, Michael, for showing me what gratitude looks like.
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