There was a time in my life when, if I ever thought about it at all, gratitude was the stuff of saints and martyrs. Don’t get me wrong. I said my “thank you’s” as I was taught, but the underlying reason was usually selfish. I didn’t want to be considered bad mannered; if I said thank you for this (whatever gift/favor), then I might get more. You get the picture.
As I eventually, and very slowly, moved toward a semblance of maturity in my life (picture after age thirty five!!), gratitude began to take on a life of its own . . . → Read More: Gratitude: A Way Of Life
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