“I am thankful:
For the teenager who’s not doing dishes but is watching TV, because that means he’s at home and not on the streets.
For the taxes I pay, because it means I’m employed.
For the mess to clean after a party, because it means I’ve 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’m out in the sunshine.
For the lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because they mean 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’m capable of walking and I’ve been blessed with transportation.
For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
For the lady behind me in church who sings off key, because it means 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’ve been capable of working hard.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it means I’m alive.
And finally, for too much e-mail, because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.”

My teacher read this to us at school today from one of our books “Be Nice or Else” by Winn Claybaugh. I found it really inspirational and when you think like this it really puts things in perspective.