I drove my truck to the nearby farm yesterday to pick up one more load of manure.
"Don't know if i'll see you again till spring," i said to Charlie, the farmer.
"Yes," he said. "There's a woman who comes for manure who has said 4 times, "Well, i guess this is the last time."
"We just don't know if it's the last time or not."
My father came to visit me for the last time the Thanksgiving before he turned 75. Of course, at the time, i didn't know it was the last time.
Taking things for granted is a type of thoughtlessness, of mindlessness really, that results in ingratitude.
Since this is the season of giving thanks for the blessings of our lives, take time today to express gratitude--maybe for all the things you take for granted.