Have we lost our sense of appreciation?
 

Last night as I sat down with my wife for yet another lovely dinner I remarked that we are indeed fortunate, regardless of this worldwide event.
We have a home, food on the table, good health, healthy kids and grandkids, still able to do many things safely.

Then I read the discussions on TOTV and the subjects people are concerned about and I just have to shake my head. Are golf problems, market value, carts, seating at bars, lawn care that important to everyone? Have any of us had to stand in line for hours for food handouts? Make a choice between medicine and food? I would bet that 90% of the world's population would gladly take our places. Let's be thankful for what we have and not make "things" and $$$$ our main focus. If you would like to help someone perhaps you could donate part of that (probably not needed) stimulus check to a foodshelf.
Let's step back and show some appreciation for our good fortune!!!

....apparently it's SO MUCH easier to complain, moan, find faults, point fingers, be angry, grumble, whine, and generally be a glass-is-half-full (or empty) person.

I always say that if I would open a ToTV thread saying "what a beautiful day in The Villages", some would mention a cloud, wind, or certainly dog poop.

We are so fortunate, and so appreciate that every day.

Too often the minority (not race) seems to get all the play and often extrapolated to represent the general condition.

The posts/points are well taken. Most of us do feel fortunate and do appreciate every beautiful day here in TV and every where else.

Villagers are among the most spoiled people on earth. Beautiful clean parklike environment, nice homes and cars, amenities for miles, and most are retired with nice SS and pension checks deposited into their accounts each month. For some reason, a lot of them like to complain about something.

No way! The vast majority of us Villagers work their butts off to live in a place as nice as TV.

So you’re complaining about people complaining.

The whole world works their butts off, only a small percentage gets to retire in their 50s and 60s to a comfy lifestyle.

I was remarking to family members last week that I'm very grateful for my life. Born to a working class family who loved me. No poverty. Always had plenty to eat and a roof over my head. Was never abused, physically or sexually. I wasn't even bullied as a child. I quit jobs I hated and easily found others. No one mistreated me because of my race. No pogroms for me.

Yes, there's been sorrow and pain and I have a genetic disease that takes a physical toll, but honestly? I feel like I've pretty much floated gently through life, sometimes buoyed by my own hard work but also simply by happenstance and good fortune.

None of that precludes me from indulging in an exasperated rant every once in a while!

AMEN.:pray:

I am very pleased to read many of these posts to my thread this morning. I think there are many people who are thinking in an appreciative manner and perhaps don't think it is necessary to express these feelings. Thank you all for the replies. I'm getting my "sense of appreciation" back.

As I enjoy flying, I do look to the skies quite often and found this yesterday above the Lake Deaton Methodist Church. Called the church to ask if they knew anything about this message in the sky. They new nothing but were as pleased as I to see it.

Food for thought based upon a previous life experience. Be careful about donating money and question where it goes. If donating to a food bank why not purchase the food and donate it. I hate to be a buzz killer but many times a cash donation can find it's way to drugs and alcohol. I had a friend that was a salesman in a not so good part of a city. The usual hey buddy can you spare some change for something to eat was common. MY friend was one of the most kind hearted person I ever met. His response sincerely was I won't give you cash but let's go to the diner and I'll buy you a meal.

Yesterday about 1pm, walking back from the postal station, saw a plane write "TRUST" in the sky with the white smoke trail.

Well stated, clarinet.

I just returned from my barber, a one-man-salon, that is taking appointments.

He was without revenue during the month of April; and decided, what the heck, let them arrest me.

I totally understand.

I am so blessed.

I tipped him heartily.

Very very true