A Warm Day in December

Isn’t it always the unexpected that reminds us to be grateful for everything we’ve got?
Yesterday it was unexpectedly warm and I went to the lake to read at its bank. As the sun shone on my back I thought how good it felt and how many other warm days I’d spent in that same spot not particularly grateful for the weather, just used to it in the spring and certain days in the summer. Yesterday, after such a long spell of rainy, cold days, I was grateful for every sun ray that shone on my hands, face and back. Today it was cold again and I remember yesterday with a certain fondness but also look around at the way things are now. I’m grateful to have a job and a roof over my head and to get to spend my lunch breaks reading. I’m grateful for my house and my dogs. It took a warm day in December to remind me to be grateful for everything I’ve got.