Over the years, I find my list of the people, places and things I appreciate continues to grow. They all resonate with three important things: where I was raised, how I was raised, and who raised me. A lifestyle and upbringing I consider myself lucky to have been gifted with.
I have chosen twenty thankful thoughts from the lengthy list I have compiled in my lifetime, and they all could be expounded on in volumes. However, on this Thanksgiving Day, a single sentence is a reminder for me to reflect on how fortunate I am.
- Being born into a family that lived in a rural part of the country.
- Manners, morals and respect.
- Self-sufficiency was a way of life.
- Treadle sewing machines were common.
- Coal oil lanterns lit the rooms at night.
- Playing outside in the rain, sunshine, snow and cold.
- Television and telephones were a luxury.
- The radio brought entertainment, news, and the latest hits.
- Doing chores.
- Finding shapes in the clouds and riding horseback under the stars in the moonlight.
- Eating our meals together.
- Learning math by playing cribbage.
- You knew your neighbours and could depend on them.
- Boys got into fights that ended in black eyes and fat lips.
- People read books and cherished the volumes they kept on the shelf.
- Letters were written and mailed to those living far away.
- Going out for dinner was a special occasion.
- Learning to drive on gravel roads and hay fields.
- Overcoming the lurch caused by not engaging the clutch long enough to shift gears.
- Working hard, playing hard, enjoying each day to the fullest.
Ann Edall-Robson Author, Photographer, Lover of Life "Capturing moments others may never get to experience.” |