Day 26:
The Mrs. and I had dinner at Macaroni Grill this evening. A few tables away sat a father and his two sons. It was apparently one of the boys' birthday because a singing server came over and sang the little boy Happy Birthday in operatic Italian.
By the looks of it, the boy could have cared less. This little guy, which must have been all of 6 years of age, seemed aware of only one thing - the bowl of birthday ice cream that sat before him.
As I watched the boy clap for the server when she was done with his song, the clap appeared as though he was pretty convinced she was singing for someone else at his table. This observation made me wonder how many times we're blessed by someone or something without recognizing it. Not that we don't see it or acknowledge it, but that we don't realize the gift is ours.
I know that my life is showered full of blessings.
Today I learned that I need to raise my awareness of these blessings, so that I may extend my gratitude of them.
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