March 25: Gratitude Twenty-One

Gratitude comes in many shapes and sizes

Tonight, I am grateful for my daughter's flute.

I went to my daughter's band concert this evening.  Some people find these events a little like undergoing a colonoscopy without anesthesia.  I actually love these occasions.  I love the music, good and bad.  I like seeing the kids laughing, pointing, making faces at each other.

It was, simply, a wonderful, peaceful time.

And, for Saint Marty, relaxing evenings are few and far between.