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Thanksgiving 19

Let me tell you a little story, a story I couldn’t tell you if my husband was still here, because he wouldn’t like it. But he isn’t here and I need to tell this as background to today’s thanksgiving.

My husband, you see, didn’t have a bed while he was growing up. When he was in 9th grade, he went to the dump, scavenged an old lounge-type lawn chair, brought it home, and that was his bed. He didn’t have proper covers either, but an old coat or two over him to keep warm.

I was reminded of this yesterday when Kim said she was thankful for her bed. I lived with a man who appreciated a warm bed more than anyone I know because he’d lived without one. I had forgotten that, but Kim’s post reminded me, and made me thankful for my bed, too. It is a good gift that I take for granted while there are plenty of people who don’t have beds and struggle to keep warm at night.

What are you thankful for today?

Here are three ways you can join in the thanksgiving. 

  • Mention something you’re thankful for in the comments here and I’ll included it in one of my thanksgiving posts, or
  • Email me to tell me what you’re thankful for and I’ll include it in a post, or
  • Post your thankful thought(s) on your own blog, send me the link(s), and I’ll link to your post(s). If you plan to make your thanksgiving posts daily during the month, let me know that and you won’t need to send me daily links.

More details here.

If you’ve got a thanksgiving post and I missed it, please let me know so I can add your link.

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Reader Comments (6)

That puts what we take for granted into perspective for sure! Thanks for sharing, Rebecca.

November 20, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterDorothy

I told my husband about that after your comment. Some people who believe themselves to be poor really don't know what it's like in reality. I'm sure that your husband's experience made him a very thankful individual.

November 20, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterKim in ON

That sounds just like him. He did love to solve problems, The harder the problem the more determination he had. It started at a young age. And he did love the dump.

November 20, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJanna

I am so sorry your husband had to do without a bed.
I need to be more thankful for the beds that our son is always tearing up, and are constantly in a state of needing to be made.
I'm thankful for the freedom to homeschool.

November 20, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJulana

And he did love the dump.

Yep, he never got over his love for the dump.

November 20, 2009 | Registered Commenterrebecca

A great story; we take so much for granted.

November 20, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJohn

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