Thank You

Written in response to https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/. We have a lot to be thankful for.

A silent prayer, thanking for all the good in his life, Simon held his hands together in thanks. A roof over his head, a great family, friends and life. Sometimes it wasn’t perfect, but then he was lucky.

A man, outside the cake shop, sat with his dog. A small plastic tub for his money, which was empty most of the time. With the money he would have spent on a treat for this week, he brought a cup of hot soup, some bread, and a sausage roll.

It humbled him, when the man, dressed in hand-me-down clothes, gave the meat to his dog, thanking him for his feast in a way, a rich man never could. There was a gentleness to this man, who had, literally, nothing. Nowhere to live, but the streets.

Walking away, into his church, he was thankful, but there was so much more he could do. A homeless shelter was always asking for donations, for a simple meal – especially at Christmas. It wasn’t only then, but every cold, freezing night, someone spent on the streets.

His prayer answered, he knew what he could do – It wasn’t much, but there were old clothes he could donate to the homeless shelter. A donation he could give for the charity drive, or even some of his time serving food at a soup kitchen.

A swift nod of the head, he repeated his thanks.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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