For the teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching
TV, because that means he is at home and not on the streets.
For the taxes that I pay, because it means that I am
employed.
For the mess to clean after a party, because it means
that I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it
means I have enough to eat.
For my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am
out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning,
and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government,
because it means that we have freedom of speech.
For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking
lot, because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with
transportation.
For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
For the lady behind me in church that sings off key,
because it means that I can hear.
For the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I
have clothes to wear.
For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,
because it means I have been capable of working hard.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours
because it means that I am alive.
And finally....... for too much e-mail, because it means
I have friends who are thinking of me.
