Conscious of My Treasures

We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.

Thornton Wilder

At the beginning of the school year, I had a flurry of paperwork to fill out. I had to sign my name that yes, I’d read the syllabus. Yes, I knew what the grading scale was, how to get in touch with the teacher, what materials were needed.

It was all kind of a pain.

Then I came across another kind of form. It was a health history. I’ve filled out health histories for my children dozens of times; it was nothing new.

But something struck me.

I realized how really marvelous to fill out the forms, one each for Braeden and Emma. I answered no, no and no to disease after disease they don’t have. Yes, they’ve been immunized and yes, they have a doctor. (A doctor we love by the way.) What a blessing to have healthy children. What a blessing to have my eyes opened while I was filling out paperwork.

I have a lot to be thankful for.