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Being thankful in a season of Thanksgiving - Katie's story

Being thankful in a season of Thanksgiving - Katie's story
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Guest blogger: Katie Poole, Content QC Specialist, 11/19/09

Each

year around Thanksgiving, I give thanks for life and health.  Perhaps it is just the season - or perhaps it

could be that my birthday falls around Thanksgiving and Katie hence I am prone to

reflect on the blessing of another year of life.  Or perhaps it is because, like so many  life lessons, I learned to give thanks for

health from my parents.

 



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the time I was born, my mother's health was declining.  Stricken with both diabetes and rheumatoid

arthritis, she exhibited grace in the midst of what must have been very painful

days.  Unselfishly, she taught me to bake

chocolate chip cookies, despite the fact that she could have none herself. One

of my greatest pleasures as I was growing up was playing the piano.  As I observed my mother's hands, gnarled and

crippled from the rheumatoid arthritis, I often wondered if that would also be

my fate.  Would I be able to play piano

when I grew up?  Or would I, too, lose

mobility and strength in my hands? 

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grace,  I still enjoy playing the piano,

primarily when I can accompany other musicians. 

Most recently, I've had the opportunity to play at my daughter's high

school for the chorus.  Many times when I

am playing, I am grateful simply for the grace of health in my hands. My

father used to say "When you have your health, you have everything,"

meaning, I think, that no matter what setbacks you may experience, if you have

your health, Howard's Shed 01you can work your way out of them. 

He enjoyed vigorously good health into his 80's - here you can see him

building a shed for

our property at age 81!  His health has

declined a bit now, but his words still ring true. 

And

so, when I'm tempted to grumble about stacking one more cord of wood, or

shoveling the driveway one more time, I'm reminded that these are things that

my mother couldn't have done. I give thanks for a strong, reasonably healthy

body - and for another year of life that I have been given.