Happiness. It's relative.
Posted on June 21, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
Some people are skilled
At the art of thanking well
A rare, precious gift

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I sat in on a talk about gratitude. A lady said when she was a child they were very poor. She said she had only a small thin blanket and was cold. When she grew up she had a warm thick blanket and kept warm. She said this is gratitude.
wow
Lovely
Indeed.