I was sitting in sacrament meeting today, nervously wondering if Elder Richardson (a visiting general authority) was on some sort of clandestine recruiting mission for the church and was reading my soul from a few pews back when I realized I was being vain and missing the point of the meeting. As I cued into the pulpit and noticed the topic was on gratitude my thoughts immediately drifted to the beautiful women seated at my left and my stream of consciousness was flooded with memories of all the good deeds she had done in my behalf (trimming nose hairs, picking eye boogers, and oh ya bringing me ultimate, eternal happiness, to name a few).
It's been over a year since our first date and I find myself giddier and more excited than ever to see what she will do next and to venture forth on another adventure. Looking back on recent events I can't help but think how grateful I have been. I'm grateful my car broke down so we could lay in humble, helplessness on our living room floor and counsel with the Heavens (and our bank accounts) to find a solution to the problem together. I'm grateful we spent five feverish hours at the Honda dealership so we could make our first major investment together (the second being the investment in our eternal marriage) and drive to our future in a blue compact car named dori (she speaks whale).
As terrible as it sounds, I'm grateful that in one week our apartment flooded with water, our bank account was hijacked, and our family attended the funeral of its newest member. No money was lost and the carpet was replaced, but more importantly our family came together and basked in the blessings of the atonement. We were reminded of how short and tender life can be and that a stinky carpet isn't so bad in the eternal scheme of things.
Lastly, we are grateful for each other and the lessons we are learning together. How to know when to comfort and console or when to just shut up. How to counsel with the Lord and each other when tyrannical or incompetent employers threaten your divine worth and potential. How to give and take feedback even when you are grumpy or tired. How to wiggle popcorn in your mouth to make your wife laugh or to pop out of the sheets with a shriek to elicit a guffaw from your hubby. November is a month to be grateful....but I will eternally be grateful for what I have and the few things I will take with me in this life...my faith, whatever few talents I have, and my dear wife Michelle.
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