I love this prayer, courtesy of Emerson. Holidays, especially Easter, bring memories of my dad forward in distinct detail. I cannot believe he’s been gone for nearly twenty-six years because I feel his presence every day. He taught me lessons in gratitude that are daily refrains in my life. Despite experiencing unfathomable losses and tragedies, he set an example of finding the sunshine, no matter how dark the horizon.
Dad delighted in simple pleasures, especially in the care and keeping of others. His knack for ‘seeing the good’ was his soulful gift to those around him and I’m compelled to continue his legacy, to keep him near.
Emerson’s “Prayer of Thanks” is simple and much like the Lord’s prayer, it’s an easy one for me to recall and I often find myself silently reciting it as I consider just how lucky I’ve been in life. Thank you, dad.
As reflective and thoughtful as my dad could be, he had a silly side, too. I wish our DD (darling daughter) had more time with him before he passed away but cherishing his inner goofball and his odd love of Easter treats (that I find inedible) is a silly story worth sharing. My post on Heart of the Matter today has the details and some photo evidence.
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