For the wife who says it's Hot Dogs tonight---Because she is Home with Me, and Not out with Someone else.

For the Husband who is on the sofa bring a Couch Potato--- Because he is Home with Me and Not out at the Bars.

For the Teenager who is Complaining about Doing Dishes--- Because that means she is at Home, Not on the Streets.


For the Taxes that I Pay---Because it Means that I am Employed.

For the Mess to Clean after a Party--- Because it Means that I have been Surrounded by Friends.

For the Clothes that Fit a Little too Snug--- Because it Means I have Enough to Eat.


For My Shadow that Watches me Work--- Because it Means I am Out in the Sunshine.

For a Lawn that Needs Mowing, Windows that need Cleaning, and Gutters that need Fixing--- Because it Means I Have a Home.

For All the Complaining I Hear about the Government---Because it Means that We have Freedom of Speech.


For the Parking Spot I find at the Far End of the Parking Lot---Because it Means I am Capable of Walking and that I have been Blessed with Transportation.

For my Huge Heating Bill---Because it Means I am Warm.

For the Lady Behind me in Church that Sings off Key---Because it Means that I Can Hear.


For the Pile of Laundry and Ironing---Because it Means I have Clothes to Wear.

For Weariness and Aching Muscles at the End of the Day---Because it Means I have been Capable of Working Hard.

For the Alarm that Goes off in the Earley Morning Hours---Because it Means that I am Alive.

And Finally: For too Much E-Mail---Because it Means I have Friends who are Thinking of Me.