This
Thanksgiving I am thankful for…HANDS!
My hands
that allow me to do so much, SO much!
The hands of
others, without whom I would have little life.
The hands of the Shenzen seamstress.
The hands of faceless nameless workers throughout the world who make the
countless products I use every minute of every day.
The hands
that clean my house. The hands that rid
my trash. The hands that stock the
shelves. The hands that ring the sale
and that are always accompanied by a smiling face and cheerful spirit.
The hands
that clean. The hands that cook. The hands of colleagues and court clerks.
Thank you for the hands that brew, and for the hands that help me chew.
Thank you for the hands that brew, and for the hands that help me chew.
The hands
that plant, the hands that toil, the hands that harvest from the soil. The hands that pack and prepare for shipping
foods of all manner from all the world’s quarter just for me and my belly in
the store down the corner.
The hands
that prep, the hands that heal, yes, even the hands that polish the still.
The hands
that paint, and draw and write, all hands that bring me great delight.
Hands that
hold the camera, hands that hold the script, hands that pop the corn and show
me to my seat.
Hands that
keep us safe and sweet: the checkers of the flame, the walkers of the beat, the
providers of our light and heat.
Hands that
tend the gardens, mow the lawns and change the bulbs, hands that trim the
trees, the bushes and the shrubs.
Everywhere I
look I see reason for thanksgiving. I
have earned NOTHING, I deserve NOTHING, but there those hands are, caring for
me, providing for me, saving me. Especially the hands from above.
So to all those countless hands here and there, near and far, I say--THANK YOU!
THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!
So to all those countless hands here and there, near and far, I say--THANK YOU!
THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!
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PS and a special word of thanks to….(drum roll)
the turkey vulture! Yes, I just read this piece on the enormous
debt of gratitude we owe the turkey vulture.
Fascinating read:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/news/speaking-of-science/wp/2014/11/25/how-vultures-evolved-to-live-on-rotting-feces-covered-meat-and-what-we-can-learn-from-them/
