For several years, I visited Sylvia Seegmiller on a regular basis at her home. When she went to the care facility, RAH and I visited her every Thursday on our way home from our mission at the LDS Employment Center.
She was so appreciative and always most grateful.
Some friends and I took her to the temple when she felt like going...always giving thanks when we were done. RAH and I took her to her favorite root beer stand to get her a diet Pepsi with ice. She loved it and was so grateful.
I saw in her something that is dying in the world around me.
BEING GRATEFUL!
Sometimes I visit a friend who is lonely; she never says thanks; I give little gifts to a couple who have no one around, they don't say anything; I have tended children and the parents seem to take it as a given; I make an effort to visit a lady who has problems, she takes it in her stride.
I don't expect big hooplas or bells clanging or fireworks, but a very simple THANK YOU would be so nice.
It always makes me wonder about myself in years past.
And, maybe, just maybe, I am getting in return what I dished out in the past.
If that is really the case, I will just say here.
THANK YOU:
To GOD,
My Parents,
My Family,
My Friends,
My Neighbors,
Anyone who has touched me in a positive way.
I am GRATEFUL
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