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Thankful is More

  • Writer: Heather Smith
    Heather Smith
  • Nov 26, 2025
  • 1 min read

We live in a society where more is better. More pay, more vacations, more stuff, more cars, more pets, more kids, more, more, more. And it's easy to fall into that. Too easy.

We forget that we are living in a future we hoped and prayed for. It probably doesn't look like the quaint little house with the white picked fence that we pictured when we were young. But it's probably what we needed. Let's sit in that today.

As I am writing this, I have been sitting on a hard stage for over two hours. I can grumble about my body having trouble keeping up, or I can be wholly grateful that I'm here. I am at a dance camp for the second day watching my daughter. Can she keep up with all the steps? No. Is her outfit just like everyone else's? No. But we're here. Connecting in a new place. Appreciating

what my body could not have done previously.

I don't need more. I need to expand on what I've already been given. Enjoy it's richness. Better to enjoy a simple life than to barely taste a grand one.


 
 
 

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